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Open Mike: New Habits

Happy to report that my lifestyle changes are going swimmingly*. My problems are worse than some others have, and not as bad as some others deal with. But they're mine so they're all I can share.

I'm either supposed to do, or trying to do on my own, five things:

• Go back to my plant-food diet, and stop eating sugar;
• Wear compression socks;
• Lose weight;
• Resume using CPAP; and
• Exercise.

The Five Doctors (I seem to keep seeing different people) are more or less agreed that I was having heart problems caused by sleep apnea—my heartbeat had become uncoordinated and irregular and my heart wasn't pumping enough blood, so I wasn't getting enough oxygen. This was causing all sorts of symptoms. I've been back on the CPAP for 31 days and the difference is...astonishing. I've gone from extreme fatigue (four naps in one day being the signal that got me to the doctor) to no naps; from oxygen hunger and shortness of breath to breathing normally; from lethargy to energy; from badly fractured sleep (with an avalanche of nightmares) to almost normal sleep; from confusion to normal mental sharpness (such as it is, yuk-yuk).

I've been off sugar and back on my plant-food diet for a mere eight days, and have been working out for only six days, and I've already lost 9.3 lbs. (.66 stone). (I weigh myself first thing in the morning on an excellent scale.) Who knows if the weight loss is attributable to the return of normal heart function, or the diet and exercise, or the resumption of normal sleep, or all those things?

The exercise is interesting. I rather enjoy it. I just take my tablet and read, and that makes the time fly by. I use some combination of a total of five different cardio machines, alternating sitting with being on my feet. I get my heart rate to between 90 and 100 BPM and keep it there. It isn't hard. I'm going to add workouts with dumbbells sooner or later.

Books, books!
I'm really enjoying Bill Bryson's The Body: A Guide for Occupants. I love love love his guided tours of subjects far from my usual field of interest; I lapped up his lovely book on physics, A Short History of Nearly Everything. The Body is equally entertaining, and bits and pieces of fascinating information fly by. For instance, babies who grow up in houses with cats present almost never get asthma. (I'm on the chapter about the lungs now.) His vivid account of how long it took before we accepted that smoking was linked to lung cancer is very telling. There's certainly a parallel to the obesity epidemic: as Dr. John McDougall says, "People love to hear good news about their bad habits."  

Speaking of which, that's what I'm working on now, habits. I'll let you know how it goes. I'll report back in a month or two. I hope I can do this. (I initially mistyped "can't" for "can"...Freudian slip?)

And speaking of habits—to briefly get back on topic—I'm carrying the camera again. Too many pictures were going by in my daily life. From now on, where I go, the camera goes.

Mike

*Except that I'm having trouble with time management.

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Keith Mitchell: "I also enjoy Bryson's writing. Despite being a recently retired registered nurse, The Body left me with a sad sense of my lack of knowledge but simultaneously a sense that more work and research will still facilitate big improvements to our health.

"Glad to hear you are on the right side of your health concerns and hope that your new habits become embedded quickly."

Steven ralser: "If you want to read further about one of the reasons why it took so long to recognize the link between smoking (and second hand smoke)and lung cancer, read Merchants of Doubt: How a Handful of Scientists Obscured the Truth on Issues from Tobacco Smoke to Global Warming, by Naomi Oreskes [and Erik M. Conway —Ed.]. See also https://www.merchantsofdoubt.org."

JoeB: "Good to hear the phoenix is rising from the ashes. I have found going to the gym an excellent way to organize my day—I enjoy the routine. I also enjoy the results of my workout. The social aspects of seeing the same folks at the same time of day cannot be discounted. Diet cannot be ignored. What and how much is eaten make all the difference in our life. I should have turned green if the saying 'you are what you eat' is true!"

MikeR: "Yay for you! And aren't those sleep apnea nightmares horrifying?"

Mike replies: They certainly are. I didn't think I was going crazy, but I did think the cause was fundamentally psychological. I didn't realize it was a symptom of sleep apnea.

Open Mike: OK Is Not Spelled 'Okay,' and Other Strange Facts

—>Strawberries aren't berries, but watermelons are.

—>John Knox, an associate professor of geography at the University of Georgia, led a study in 2011 to see how far photographs can travel aloft in tornadoes. "They’re like little wings when they go up into the air," he said. The study found a photograph that was returned to its owner after being found 219 miles away from where it started out.

—>John Lennon (or "John Lennon"?) earned $14 million last year. Yet he's now been dead for longer than he was alive. In the arts, you don't need to be yourself anymore to do well.

—>Tyre Nichols, who was in the news following his murder—sorry, death—at the hands of Memphis police, was one of us: a photography enthusiast.

Photo by the late Tyre Nichols, R.I.P.

His website opens with a quotation by Joel Strasser: "A good photographer must love life more than photography itself." Tyre, we hardly knew ye.

—>Sign on all the televisions at my new gym:

"NO NEWS"

—>In 1830s America there was a brief fad among young people of initializing incorrectly spelled phrases. There were many of them, but the one that stuck around was short for "oll korrect," meaning all correct. OK, which today is believed to be the single most recognized English-language word the world over, is thus correctly spelled with two capital letters, because it's an acronym. But "okay" is OK too. 

—>The world's largest camera collection is thought to be that of an Indian photojournalist from Mumbai named Dilish Parekh. He has at least 4,425 cameras.

—>Beethoven never saw the ocean.

—>"Signs of the apocalypse" were popularly considered to be omens and warnings that the world had turned topsy-turvy: birds flying backward, purple sky, and so forth. In case you haven't kept up with such things: the Most Valuable Player in the NBA for two years in a row has been a big awkward-looking white guy from Serbia. And arguably his biggest competition for the award this year is a white guy from Slovenia. Hmm.

—>For the first few decades after 1839, photographs remained relatively rare. Now, so many photographs are taken every day, week, month, and year that the numbers can't even be meaningfully estimated.

—>While you might think every photograph is on the web, this one isn't:

At least, not till now*.

—>Windsor Castle isn't named after the House of Windsor; it's the other way around. The British Royal family descends from the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. George V changed it to Windsor during WWI to distance his family from the understandably unpopular Germans, and to make the family sound more English. King Charles III's father, Prince Philip, is largely of German heritage, and spoke German fluently. (Whether King George I, who was German, spoke English in addition to his native German is still disputed.) By blood, Charles III might be more German than English**. Incidentally, Prince Albert of haus Sachsen-Coburg und Gotha, the German Prince who married Queen Victoria, introduced a German custom to England that the British took to heart: the Christmas tree.

—>Of the 25 most expensive photographs ever sold, seven are by Richard Prince, who makes straight (though usually enlarged) copies of photographs by other people.

—>The camera that is probably the most valuable in the world has never been sold. It's the first Ur-Leica, Oskar Barnack's camera of 1913 that was the earliest prototype of what was eventually, in 1925, dubbed the "Leica." It's on display at the Ernst Leitz Museum in Wetzlar, Germany. It made a negative 24x36mm in size and had a 40mm lens. It's been said that it might sell for 400 million euros, but no one knows.

—>Wasabi isn't, mostly. It's horseradish; real wasabi is too expensive for sushi restaurants outside of Japan to use. Real wasabi is so rare in America that the signature distinguishing characteristic of a sushi restaurant in Wisconsin, called Wasabi, is that they actually use wasabi.

Mike

*A lot of the photographs I publish have never been on the web, but this one pulled up nothing on TinEye and Google Image Search, which hardly ever happens to me.

**I'm sure our British friends will correct this entry if need be!

P.S. Got any more? I concocted this post after I ran into that fact about Beethoven, which really struck me for some reason.

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Antonis R: "True, packaged wasabi is mostly horseradish. Wasabi is mentioned as the ninth ingredient in an S&B box—probably to justify the name of the product. Also true, an approximately 10"+ wasabi rhizome can cost $25–40 in a Japanese market in the US (if available at all). But another reason for substituting horseradish in the less expensive establishments is the work it takes to grind it to order. The spiciness and aroma of the root are only released in the moment the cells are broken when ground against shark skin or similarly shaped metal hand grinders. It only lasts moments. Even fancy restaurants can't prepare it ahead of dinner service. In Japan some restaurants serving soba (buckwheat noodles) include the root and the grinder with your order at the table and let you do the work. Unfortunately, there is no substitute for the real thing!"

Dan: "Unless someone has a better example, the world's largest camera collection was owned by a man (whom I should not name) in Ina city, Nagano Prefecture, Japan. When I visited his home in 2016 he had over 8,000 cameras. Most had been sent to him in inoperative condition over a period of 45+ years. He is a well known professor of entomology and many items were sent by his students and their families. In addition to his career in entomology, he was an avid photographer and gadget tinkerer. He was able to repair nearly all the cameras he was sent. When I toured his home it was cameras from ceiling to floor. You had to wind your way through halls made of hanging cameras and accessories. Additionally, his garage was stuffed with items that didn’t fit in the house. I visited him this summer only to find that nearly all the cameras had been sold off...to pay for an electron microscope! He’s in his late 80s, but he spent hours showing me images of some kind of mite he has studied for years. 'I’m the only person I know of with an electron microscope in my home.' I could only nod and agree."

Sergio: "Weird facts are always fun, the more arcane the better. But the one about Beethoven really impressed me. I revisited in one split second all of his music I've actually listened to trying to re-digest it in the light that he had never seen the sea. That in itself is a pretty weird fact."

Mike replies: That one came from the upcoming Why Beethoven: A Phenomenon in One Hundred Pieces by Norman Lebrecht.

Albert Smith: "'Strange but true, carpet is neither a car or a pet, but is actually some kind of floor covering.' —David Letterman"

John Wilson: "The 'pineapple,' one of my favourite fruits, is in no way related to a pine or an apple. It's actually a type of bromeliad that produces a cluster of 200+ berries fused together in a double helix that follows a Fibonacci Series."

John Krumm: "Boy did I tear up when I clicked on the link to Tyre Nichols' website, and then read his 'About' section."

Dave Richardson: "The Corvette being pulled from the water was pretty easy to find in posts earlier than yours."

Mike replies: Very curious. My own Google Image Search yielded zero results, ditto for TinEye. I still can't find the story anywhere.

Mani Sitaraman: "Dilish Parekh passed away ten days ago, on February 2nd, alas. R.I.P. He inherited a collection of about 600 cameras from his father, and then collected more on his own. He was a freelance photographer. I hope the following isn't an indecent speculation. Being somewhat acquainted with the photography business in India, I wonder how he could afford to build such a large collection. For instance, a luxury wedding photography assignment pays about $1,000. Most pay less than half that, for instance. and it's not an easy living over there, in U.S. dollar terms. On the other hand, I assume cameras in people's estates in various corners of India probably aren't that expensive either. He refused all offers for the collection. Here is one of several news stories about him."

Open Mike: Sleep Apnea

UPDATE: Today I joined a gym that has six different kinds of cardio machines. My insurance covered the entire cost. My son has been very encouraging—he's very athletic and likes to exercise. I'll publish updates every couple of months. Thanks so much for all the good and informative comments—I learned a lot. —Mike 

Just wanted to report for those who might be interested that I'm doing much better after resuming treatment for sleep apnea.

Open Mike: One More Wee Piece of Advice (OT)

["Open Mike" is the anything-goes, often off-topic Editorial Page of TOP, which used to appear on Sundays and sometimes still does.]

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Before we leave behind the subject of the advancing years, one wee bit of advice to younger people: never stop exercising. I've come to believe that the important thing about exercise is doing it without stopping. Consistently, over the years, from when you're young to when you're old.

Mostly I say this because it's the opposite of what I've done, and I've had troubles because of it.

My observation has been that people typically exercise in two "shifts" in life: in one period when they're young adults and emphasizing secondary sex characteristics for the purpose of advertising abundant health to attract partners; and in another period when they're "young old people" and it finally hits them that they'd better take care of themselves. Personified by the late-fiftysomething out walking while doing that thing with their arms where they hold their forearms and hands up and swing them back and forth to signify that they're not just walking, they're exercising. In the years in between, life gets in the way and many of us don't exercise much. Except briefly in the wake of resolutions and spells of determination, or on vacations maybe.

...Or maybe that was just me. When I was 57, I reconnected with a woman I had carried a torch for "in another life," twenty years earlier, and we began a relationship. She was a marathoner, and went to the YMCA at a truly ungodly hour (4:30 a.m.) three times a week to exercise. I went with her. She suspiciously dubbed this "courting behavior," to which my reaction was, of course it was courting behavior—I was courting her, wasn't I? I also made the bed every morning after she went to work and did the breakfast dishes, and that was courting behavior too. (The campaign failed despite my exertions, alas.) Long story short, I made repeated attempts, even after she left me, to get back into running, which I had enjoyed throughout my youth in various ways. It began one morning—one very early morning—while she was "spinning" for an hour. ("Spinning" means furiously pedaling a stationary bike going absolutely nowhere.) Left to my own devices, I decided to run around the 1/8th-mile track. I ran hard for one lap, and then walked a lap to recover. It felt marvelous. It reminded me of youth, reconnected me with my long-ago love of running, and powerfully inspired me. So I repeated the process—eleven times. 

The next day, my knees were in such ferocious pain that I could barely make it down the stairs for breakfast. And my knees hurt for so long—like, six weeks—that after three weeks I was convinced I had damaged myself permanently. That's my tendency, I will admit—go overboard with a new idea and overdo it. 

Eventually my knees fully recovered, thank God. Over the next four or five years, I made repeated attempts to get back to running. Again and again, the same pattern repeated: I would start slowly, gain strength and stamina, gradually increase my workout, and then something would go sproing and I'd injure myself somehow. Sprained ankle, aching or "trick" knee, something called "pes anserine pain syndrome," back trouble, inflamed toe, whatever. Then I'd have to take two to five weeks off to recover, and lose whatever progress I had made. It happened again and again. My only success in that period was walking two miles a day interspersed with very short stretches of mild jogging. I made a conscious effort to jog like an old guy, in a sort of shuffle, to minimize impact, and I'd only go one or two hundred feet before resuming a walking pace. That worked, or seemed to.

But it stands to reason that people can run in the their late fifties, sixties, seventies, and even older—you see it and hear about it all the time. Why couldn't I? I finally concluded that it was probably because I had just taken too long a time off in the middle of my life. When I was in my late teens and twenties my habit was to jog three miles a day in the three months of the spring and the three months of the fall. My idea, even at the time, was that it would be good to get into the habit of running regularly and then carry the habit into older ages. But I probably only sustained that for five or six years. Then I didn't run for three decades. By the time I got back to it, it was too late. That was just my experience—"your mileage may vary."

I did the same thing with a car once. Neglected normal upkeep for 40,000 miles in the middle of its first 100k, and then got slammed with everything going wrong at once.

It just seems to me that the people who successfully exercise into their older years are the ones who never stopped. I acknowledge that it's better to exercise than not to, and now is always a good time to start, for any value of "now," regardless of how long you've been a butt in a chair. But if you are young and planning your life, somebody ought to tell you that a little exercise consistently over your lifetime is probably better than a whole lot of exercise for a short period every now and then. Start early and keep at it. Make it a habit. And do it continuously.

Push-ups
A while back I talked to Nick, the kindly young man who used to help me load dog food purchases into the trunk before the True Value went belly-up. On doctor's orders, I'm not supposed to lift more than 50 pounds because I have shoulder impingement in both shoulders—what they would call "rotator cuff injuries" if you happen to be a baseball pitcher. I asked Nick if he did pushups, and he told me a typical story. He said he he had very into doing pushups for a while in high school, and improved for a while, but then he hit a wall at 95(!) pushups, got discouraged, and quit.

That seems typical. Young people get all into something, do it to excess, and then never do it again. It would really be a lot better if you started doing three pushups every day when you're fifteen, and just add one more every year on your birthday. By the time you're forty you'd be doing 28 pushups a day and not thinking a thing of it. It would really be much better for you in the long run.

None of this is science. It's just my belief. "An observation amplified," as Thom put it recently. As to whether it's really true, "more studies are needed," I guess.

Mike
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Aaron: "I hate running, but there's a history in my family of heart troubles. I'm 46 and so far my heart is fine. I decided that I should start exercising while I can. But, I know myself. I won't stick to a running plan that requires very much of me. So, I decided that I could run for 10 minutes a day. I'll hate every minute of it. But, I can make myself do it for 10 minutes a day. I'm doing it on a treadmill, so I've raised the incline so it's at least hard work. I've started out very slowly—I don't even get to a mile in my 10 minutes. But, so far I've stuck with it because I can make myself do something hard for 10 minutes. Then I'm out. And, while it's still well short of recommended exercise time in a week, it's more than I was doing before! Well, that's not quite true. I love going for walks and do that pretty regularly."

Franz Amador: "I hear you, brother, though I suspect you're going to get a lot of responses from people who have always been active and still are suffering from increasing injuries as they get older. It sounds like you could really use a good physical therapist. Also, something cheaper and more convenient that I really like is Coach Eric's videos from Precision Movement. There are paid options, but he has lots of free content on YouTube. Highly recommended, in some ways even more than a PT."

mark: "Your thesis about old age and exercise is spot-on. My father, who died at age 93, fought diabetes to a standstill for the last thirty years of his life with daily trips to the gym. He was, by decades, the oldest regular there, and garnered support and admiration from youngsters in their 50s. His weights and treadmill regimen was successful, with diabetes and related problems catching up only after a fall prevented him from going to the gym. My own plan involves cycling until I can no longer do it, and then some combination of walking and weights. Maybe yoga, too. I don't think my knees would tolerate much running. As to you own plan, just remember that pool isn't exercise."

DavidB: " I started running in high school. I quit for a few years while in college but have been running...or walking when injured...ever since. Now in my late 60s and so...so...slow that it bothers me if I think about it. So I don't think about it. I just run."

Not THAT Ross Cameron: "Could I please add to your observation. I attend exercise classes run by a woman of similar age to me (mid-40s). She has people in 30s–60s attending. Her view is that in general, you need both exercise and stretching / flexibility. As a sweeping generalisation, men tend to focus on strength and ignore the flexibility, while and women tend to focus on flexibility and ignore the strength. The thirties and forties are the years to establish good habits. It gets increasingly harder to pick them up after that; the body takes longer to get fit, and longer to recover from injuries, with increasing age. I’m still working through some functional issues that result in sore back/shoulder. Having a young child isn’t helping. Trying to establish a routine is an exercise in futility (sorry, pun not intended). I really miss the jogging too."

Kirk: "Walk. Bike. Swim or do something else to get your heart rate up for an hour straight. Start now. Do it every day. Or don't. But the evidence and studies are abundant and clear. Exercising is vital for maintaining health and mobility. No excuses apply. Never stop. Never stop. Never stop. And don't neglect things like yoga to enhance flexibility. Also vital for healthy existence."

Damien: "I'm only 37, but I've had my version of all your injury stories! There is something in there that is not strictly about age. Muscles grow fast and recover in the blink of an eye; tendons and ligaments need way, way more time to adapt and to recover—months or years instead of days. I remember a certain story about patience in the darkroom; well, this also applies to the gym.  ;-) 

"My new rule is, any novel inflammatory joint pain means: ease off until it's gone. That's the only way I've been able to break the cycle of one step forward, two steps back."

Stray Thought (OT)

All of you know this already (all of you that it pertains to, anyway—not you young-uns, in your forties, or younger than that), but I thought I'd try expressing it anyway. It just strikes me that as we get older, we have to be harsh with ourselves and just do whatever's needed. You have to adapt.

I know a guy in his 50s who is not adapting at all. He acts just like a twentysomething free spirit. Girlfriends all over, needs to get laid every night, drinks to celebrate every occasion and, when there's no occasion, drinks. Carelessly blows his paychecks. Lives in a group house where they're sometimes late with the rent and sometimes get the electricity cut off. Every drug anyone can get, he's up for it and into it. He strikes me as the sort of guy who might die of drinking because he prefers that to becoming a grownup.

Because you can't live to be too old acting like a young person. At some point the body just can't take the wear and tear. (Not to mention that your brain shrinks. Did you know your brain shrinks as you get older? Terrifies me—my brain was barely large enough to begin with. Bah-dum-pah.) Anyway, what I'm saying is, you have to make changes as you need to. In 2018, I had to give up coffee on account of a-fib. I was unsentimental about it, despite having been so far into the bean that I even roasted my own private-stock Kona* for a while. All in all, I drank coffee for forty-five years, starting when I was sixteen and had to go to work one Sunday morning on zero hours sleep. But at the end it became obvious it was bad for my heart, so I walked away. All I did was tell myself that I had enjoyed coffee, but the time for it in my life was over. Don't cry.

We have to do that as we age. Stop drinking alcohol, change our diets, start exercising. Or dial back our exercising, whichever's called for. Or start to consider mere walking to be exercising! Take pills, get hearing aids, wear a hat so a bald spot doesn't get too much sun. Whatever it is. Acquaint ourselves with strange new kinds of healthcare providers. There must be a thousand ways it can manifest itself. We each have specific deficits or infirmities, but everybody probably has something. Nobody gets out of here alive.

You have to be hard about it. Unsentimental and matter-of-fact. It requires a quality prized by long-gone generations and not much in favor now: self-discipline. You can hold aging back, stave it off, refuse to give in, but then one day you have to accommodate it, and at that point you just...do it. Whatever it is.

So now I have to adjust to the CPAP machine again. A crazy Rube Goldberg contraption that makes you feel like an invalid and is about as dignified as clown shoes. As David Vestal used to say, "So, okay." It's time for that, I need to do it, so just do it. No complaints, no self-pity. Other people deal with worse things. And it's better than the alternatives.

Here's an exercise that was suggested to me by the example of my late friend and pool-playing compadre Loyle Egger, who died a few months ago after a long life and a short illness: try to go a week without complaining. About anything. It's an instructive experiment! Loyle seldom complained. Hell, I walk around the house complaining aloud to myself. I'll just warn you: not complaining about anything for a week is as tough as living for a year without buying anything made in China. It almost can't be done. Sure makes you think, though.

Remember the words on Yeats's tombstone: Cast a cold Eye. That's the spirit!

Mike
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*Provided by a photographer / reader / coffee grower on the Big Island, Phil Rosenberg—thanks again, Phil. It was a lovely experience.

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Albert Smith: "For me, my real wake up call to get serious about preemptively doing good things for my body after acting 'bulletproof' for decades was being my Mother's care giver in her final two years. The things she never did for herself, not out of selfishness but to make sure everyone else in the house was taken care of, caught up with her. To see a strong, never too tired woman unable to get herself across the room with her walker was heartbreaking. I accompanied her to multiple stays in rehab facilities and was surrounded by people just as physically incapable as her, many dozens of years younger. No one escapes; it's just a matter of when and how severe.

"The positive things that you don't do today (or years ago) will come back to haunt you some day just as surely as all the negative things will lead to problems. I saw that and made my changes accordingly. Never smoked, but gave up drinking. I exercise religiously; this will stave off many ailments that cause older people problems. Watching someone who can't get off a toilet will motivate you to do your squats now.

"Can't say it's never too late. It just might be. But control the things you can control while you can."

Stan B.: "IF (big if) you keep yourself in shape, you can front till you're sixty. But no one comes outta that decade unscathed. Yeah, accommodations, sacrifices, out-and-out pain—they will become your new partners in crime, and your body the crime scene. Not an easy concept to contemplate, not an easy reality to live with. You deal with it best you can…."

dan: "You have to do what it takes, which is 'more.' More exercise. More discipline about eating and sleeping. More learning about truly new things. Age is the most destructive of excuses because once you accept the idea of 'dialing back' you go into a death spiral."

John Maxim: "I never did, and still do not, understand what the lines on the tombstone mean. Perhaps you can elucidate?"

Mike replies: There are a great many interpretations out there, and mine is no more special than anyone else's. First, the lines come from the poem "Under Ben Bulben," published shortly after his death, Ben Bulben being a beautiful mountain in County Sligo near the churchyard. So the first step is to read the poem a few times until it starts to seep into you. He had written a number of elegies for others; in this poem he sings his own elegy. He first wrote the epitaph, however, as a marginal note in a volume of essays by Rilke, whose ideas about death "annoyed" him (that's Yeats's own word). The marginal note, in verse, was:

Draw rein; draw breath.
Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman pass by.

That first line, in other words, being, hold on there dude! You need to take a deep breath!

So I take a rather forthright impression from the epitaph, approximately this: "Look, we're animals, we're born, we live some allotment of years, make of them what we make of them, and we die. It's not a tragedy, it's just nature. So if you're in front of my grave, don't weep, don't mourn or be sentimental. Just move along."

This shortchanges the transcendental nature of the poem and its mystical allusions, though. For Yeats the "indomitable Irishry" casts back to before Christianity and the ancient pagan times when mountains were the remote homes of gods. Yeats said in his Autobiography, discussing mountains, "Have not all races had their first unity from a mythology, that marries them to rock and hill?" To look into it further than my simple take on it, I'd probably counsel reading some interpretations of "Under Ben Bulben," starting perhaps with the Wikipedia article, then moving to a closer reading of the poem like this one at Litbug, and from there to more serious essays of literary criticism, which I don't know well enough to recommend. Sorry I can't be of more help.

Bear.: "Ah—mortality—don't want it but can't live without it!"

Jnny [Wednesday morning]: "I weaned myself off CPAP by sleeping upright in a recliner. My (world class) snoring and apneas disappeared, and my back feels so much better."

Mike replies: I've been attracted to that idea for a while—I looked into getting a "hospital" bed a few years ago with the idea of sleeping halfway sitting up. I'd love to try it. I worry, though, that it would just be another of my expensive enthusiasms. I have too many of those!

Tom Duffy: "I've been a volunteer EMT for 18 years. Probably about 60% of our calls are 'old people' calls. The lesson that gets driven home to me over and over is that Mobility Equals Life. Stay active and exercise!"

Tom Burke: "Re coffee drinking: I can't comment on whether stopping drinking coffee was the right thing for you to do or not. However, I will say that the cup you gave me when I visited TOP World HQ in April 2016 was the best I have ever drunk. It was a great coffee and I still remember it. Thank you!"

Grinchy Christmas Thought

Complete the sentence: "I wish I could have back all the money I spent on _________ over the years."

For me it's stereo equipment. And CDs. I have CDs in boxes in the attic of the barn that I've never listened to straight through. And don't get me started on hi-fi...for every piece I got good value out of, and there were a number, there were three or four (I hope not five, but maybe) that were nothing but highly efficient ways to eliminate hard-earned money from my bank account. I honestly would have been better off giving the money away to someone who really needed it, rather than handing it over to grubby millionaire hi-fi hawkers and hucksters. Yeesh. Very ironically, the speakers I've been listening to for ten years now were free. (Review pair I was allowed to keep.) But, I bought the next model up with my own money, and those promptly broke. It's hard to buy speakers that break, but I'm talented: I can waste money on stereo stuff in innovative and unusual ways. Comma, fer cryin' out loud.

When reader Kristine H. wrote, "The truth of the matter is that most photographers could have purchased at least one (likely two) Leicas for what we’ve spent over the years 'upgrading' from this camera/lens or that to the newest model," well, truer words were never typed. But I can't fault cameras. At least I used them all, and I got back in enjoyment and interest what I wasted in $$$. Even when I didn't enjoy the camera, or use it much, I enjoyed the search, the trying-out, the demystifying, the shopping research, the anticipation, the purchase, the ownership, the addition to my store of comparative knowledge—the whole experience. I can't claim I would have done all that much differently had I been trying to be more sensible.

Mike
Flickr page / New Yorker author page

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William Cook: "Boy, that _____ hits the nail on the head! How I wish I had all the money back I’ve spent on Harley-Davidsons. Some people think Leicas are pricey—visit a Harley showroom sometime. This is the kicker; I don’t even like riding them very much. After many years and more than several of them, I realized what I liked about motorcycles was tinkering and modifying them, not the riding of them. For pleasurable riding, a small motorcycle or scooter was always more fun for me. I guess it might relate photographically to endlessly researching and buying the latest wizbang cameras and never actually going out to shoot with them. My much used and fun ride today is a Segway electric kick scooter. Now that's a fun ride! It doesn’t even bother me when people say, 'look at that old man on a kid’s scooter!'"

Mike replies: Made me laugh. Hey, at least you can be honest about it. That puts you ahead of a lot of people.

darlene: "FILTERS. I am sure I have amassed a small fortune in filters and gels. My photo career began at a time when the mix of the light’s temperature and the film’s temperature mattered. Shooting 4x5 and medium format transparency film were the norms for commercial work, so you had to correct for the color and white balance during the shoot. Also, have to add in the cost of test Polaroids and sheets of polarizing and color gels for the lights, depending upon the product (I shot more catalogs of oil paintings than I'd like to remember). Glass filters, plastic filters, gels, and different sizes and strengths; Polaroid backs for the different setups and gel holders for the lights. I do not miss that; I know I put more money into filters than I’d like to remember. Now with digital equipment and post-processing software, we have much more control over the whole process. I still shoot with a few filters, but not for color and white balance any longer."

Open Mike: The Video / Text Divide (OT)

Take a look at this:

It's the first page of one of those online quizzes meant to induce you to look at page after page of ads. The opening gambit was, "Your Memory Is Excellent If You Can Name Just 12 of These Iconic People." Among the other big mysteries: Marilyn Monroe, Madonna, Frank Sinatra, and Muhammed Ali.

I didn't take the bait, but I think my "personality result" (personal result, I think they mean) would have been pretty good.

In a recent article in The Atlantic, a teacher recounted the time one of his Gen Z students told him that some illustrations of Civil War manuscripts had been useless to him, because "of course" he couldn't read cursive.

Had I heard him correctly? Who else can’t read cursive? I asked the class. The answer: about two-thirds. And who can’t write it? Even more. What did they do about signatures? They had invented them by combining vestiges of whatever cursive instruction they may have had with creative squiggles and flourishes. Amused by my astonishment, the students offered reflections about the place—or absence—of handwriting in their lives...in my ignorance, I became...a Rip van Winkle confronting a transformed world.

I had my Rip van Winkle moment with my son and his Gen Y friends when they were teenagers, in our kitchen. This would have been 2009 or so. One of them asked what time it was, and another answered that she didn't know. This astonished me, because our kitchen was small and there was a giant clock about a foot in diameter hanging on the wall just a few feet from their noses.

You're ahead of me: they had never learned how to tell time on an analog clock. Or rather, one of the five had: he stared at the clock, took his time like it was a math problem, then gave the correct answer. Of course I immediately sprang to action, taking the clock down off the wall and proposing to give them all a very short course in that simple subject. But my son took me by the arm and, in a voice like he was talking to a simpleton, said, "Dad. We're late. We've gotta go. Some other time."

Mickey who?
I actually remember exactly how Gen Z people must feel about Elvis and Madonna. When I was their age, there were all these people I was supposed to know about but didn't, and I remember how that felt. Johnny Carson (who most people born after 2000 probably don't know) would make references to Jack Benny, and I had no idea who Jack Benny was. Benny Goodman, Mae West, Doris Day, Sammy Davis Jr., Jimmy Cagney, Buster Keaton, and on and on—sorry. Mickey Mouse I knew, Mickey Spillane or Mickey Rooney not so much. Only gradually did the identities of many of the famous names from before my time fill in. 

Of course, Gen Z people know a lot of things I don't. I opted not to take "typing" in school, reasoning that I would never be...a secretary. (I did my own writing in longhand at the time.) I remember right where I was when I made the decision. Here's my comment about that choice now: !!! Or "WTF," as the kids would type it, with their thumbs. It's called keyboarding now, and keyboarding, they know. In deciding whether to include keyboarding or cursive in school curricula, who would choose cursive? Good thing, too—having typed more than ten million words in my life, I still can't type. Serves me right.

Hieroglyphics from another era. Illiterates used to call
writing like this "chicken scratchings."

My great-aunt Frances "Dickie" Schirmer, who lived to within two months of her 102nd birthday and was an exceptionally intelligent and disciplined person, used to read People magazine cover to cover in her late nineties so she could follow conversations among young people. But do I know who Zendaya and Rowan Blanchard are? Not before writing this post I didn't.

Here's my theory
So anyway, I think this might make a good sociological study: survey people as to whether they find it more efficient and comfortable to ingest information as video or text, and find out what you can find out about that. Are there dividing lines? Where are they? I call myself a "creature of the written word," but that's because I'm unusually literate compared to the general population: I read 50 books a year, have a vocabulary in the 95th percentile (almost too high to be a writer), and write every day. I value good videos like everyone else does, but the medium as a whole is decidedly second-rate to me unless the subject is suited to it. It tends to go at its own slow pace, you can't skip ahead or back easily, you can't skim to get the gist, and it's awkward to extract quotations. (Gen Z doesn't know that quotation is a noun and quote a verb—but then, neither do many people of my generation, and I have trouble keeping it straight myself.) My point is just that I'm comfortable with text and I find it convenient. It's efficient for me. I'm sure there are people who find it tough slogging, slow going, full of distractions and fluff or waste, and who feel the information they want is buried too deep. A talking head in a video talks faster than they can read. And why toil away reading a whole book when you can watch the movie in two hours?

I suspect at some point in the march of the generations there's a Video / Text Divide. But I don't know. (Maybe there's a video about it out there somewhere.) Either way, which side you fall on isn't a matter of virtue or intelligence or your worth or value. More likely, it's just a sign of the times in which you grew up.

Mike
My flickr page / My New Yorker author page

P.S. Did the typo in the headline of the "Iconic People Quiz" jump out at you, or pass you by?

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Stephen Cowdery: "Text is usually more efficient, especially at conveying information. Video is usually better at portraying a scene. One of the blessings of YouTube is the ability to close-caption and playback at a higher speed; a lot of video producers think they are film-makers, two different disciplines. Going beyond the mundane, great writing can do things that great film-making can't do and vice versa."

John Camp: "I knew celebrities who were far old than I—a couple of generations back—because I was a kid at the beginnings of commercial TV in the early '50s, and the afternoons were filled with early movies because there really wasn't anything else to broadcast. My memory may be faulty, but I believe that on occasion, we'd get a silent movie with organ music. As television developed, the old stuff went away. I missed the typo even though I read and write for a living, because I don't read from left to right. I read a block at a time, so I knew what the headline said. This is a big disadvantage when copy editing and proof reading, because when you know what something says you miss the small stuff. This also gives me a chance to mention my favorite headline of the past few years, buried at the very bottom of the New York Post's front page a few weeks back: 'Florida Man Makes Announcement.' The Post was also the originator of the famous 'Headless Body in Topless Bar,' about a bloody NYC murder."

Mike replies: My art teacher used to collect absurdist tabloid headlines. His favorite was: "Man Decapitates Self with Chainsaw—AND LIVES!" The thing that tickled him about it was, as he said, "somebody looked at 'man decapitates self with chainsaw' and decided it wasn't quite enough."

Benjamin Marks: "Most '-tion' words are nouns.

Pollution
Subtitution
Tuition
Fluctuation
Predation
"Stay-cation"
Faction
Ration

...etc. In fact, if you look up '-tion' in Wiki-whatever, you will find: '-tion: (non-productive) Used to form nouns meaning "the action of (a verb)" or "the result of (a verb)." Words ending in this suffix are almost always derived from a similar Latin word; a few (e.g. gumption) are not derived from Latin and are unrelated to any verb. More often, -ation is used.' (Wiktionary)"

David Brown (partial comment): "I’m on the text side of the text/video divide. It comes down to practicality. Text has three things going for it that video lacks. The first is random access. It is very easy to find the information I need in a book, as opposed to a video (aren’t indexes wonderful things?). The second and probably most important is information density. I can read must faster than I can watch a video, given identical subject matter. And third, there is retention. It’s a personal thing, but I retain information much better if I’ve read something than if I’ve watched a video."

Bill Tyler: "The linguist John McWhorter recently wrote a piece about cursive and its obsolescence. He argues that it's not an important skill in today's world, and becoming less so all the time, comparing it to Roman numerals. I think he has a point, though as a certified (certifiable?) old guy, I will miss it.

"About information—whether a well-done video or the written word is preferable depends very much on the material itself. Unless there's a visual component to the underlying subject, I prefer written information. Note that I used the phrase 'well-done' in describing video. Most videos these days seem to have a lot of fluff surrounding a very tiny kernel of useful material.

"Oh—you mentioned vocabulary, so I thought I'd take an online vocabulary test. I quit when I found 'imminent' misspelled as 'immenent.' Previously, the test had given a set of proposed antonyms for 'lonely' that did not include anything remotely resembling a correct answer."

Keith Cartmell (partial comment): "Books usually have a table of contents, and the useful ones usually have an index. Videos are only just beginning to have something that crudely resembles a table of contents. I can read far quicker than people talk in a video, and most of them take forever to get to the point, with pointless diversions along the way. It's infuriating. And the book is almost always better than the movie, especially if it's a good book. Some content only exists on video. Sigh."

Mike replies: I think semi-pro video makers are learning to get along with it. Two of the channels I frequent are RealLifeLore, which teaches geography (a subject tragically neglected in schools, like civics), and Blacktail Studio, which shows an enterprising fellow (really, as he gradually reveals all his activities you realize he has too much energy for any one person) doing woodworking projects. Take a look at the beginning of one of the Blacktail videos—you'll see within the first few seconds how he speeds up the action to get through naturally sluggish sequences quickly. As for RealLifeLore, watch the first few seconds of "Why No One Has Measured the Coastline of Britain," about the Coastline Paradox. As you'll see, or rather hear, he doesn't waste any time getting the words out!

RubyT: "I definitely prefer print. I process information visually much better than aurally. I will say that I have found videos to be less irritating since my youngest showed me how to speed them up. Depending on the natural speed of the speaker, I listen to most videos at between 1.5 and 2X. I do type (the single most useful class I took in high school, in 1983), I do read and write cursive, and I only wish my own penmanship were the equal of the 'chicken scratch' in the example you posted."

Kent Wiley: "Neil Postman's amusing and prescient 1985 book Amusing Ourselves to Death deals with this divide between the literacy of text and its demise due to the ascendancy of video images. The modern filmed equivalent would be Idiocracy."

Dave Karp: "Most of my college students (freshmen and sophomores) don't know how to write in cursive. Similarity, most of them can't touch type either! I realized this when I saw some of their notes, all in printing. They can't keep up and they can't type. Our college will make sure that the students who can't afford a computer have loaner Chromebooks, but it doesn't help with the note taking because they cannot type."

psu: "I like both text (books, PDFs, web pages) and video when done well. Video is most effective when dealing with subjects that benefit from being able to visualize what's going on. There are some amazing math and physics videos on YouTube that do this. Video is also great for explaining things that require audio like music. I like this guy, Adam Neely. I don't think there should really be a divide in media. The divide is in production quality and how well people use their medium choice to get the message across."

Ilkka: "One big difference between text and video as ways to transmit information is the ease of editing. It is common to make typing errors or accidentally use the wrong word. Easy to fix when writing. A lot harder to do on video. To the extent that most people don’t even bother to fix it. This is one thing I didn’t like in the (old) Luminous Landscape videos when Michael was reviewing equipment. They were great when showing and discussing locations. But in the equipment reviews they were weak at actually transmitting detailed information and the occasional errors really struck my ear. I watched them all because I had paid for them, but still today I hardly ever watch any equipment reviews on video."

Open Mike: Going Gentle (OT)

I saw a headline the other day that said something like, "the hardest thing about growing old for most people is accepting that they're growing old." Made me laugh. True for me. The strange fact about getting old is that I honestly can't quite wrap my head around it. It doesn't seem...right, somehow.

I don't feel all that different from in here. But I also don't hang out with young people, and forty-year-olds look like twenty-somethings to me (and twenty-somethings look like teenagers!), and I've become surprisingly prudish, and the other day my feet felt so cold so persistently that I took the bull by the horns and soaked the ol' dogs for five minutes in a Rubbermaid tub of hot water like a sick guy in an old Norman Rockwell painting. (Big surprise:  it worked. My tootsies felt warm the whole rest of the afternoon.) That certainly isn't something young people do!

If you make a comment about your age, most people will reply with some homily like, you're only as old as you feel. Something that, deep down, means, "fight it." You know, the old Dylan Thomas lines: "Do not go gentle into that good night. / Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

I don't know about that. I think the harder fight might simply be accepting reality. "When I stopped living in the problem and began living in the answer, the problem went away...acceptance is the answer to all my problems today." Does "you're as young as you feel" mean I'm...two? Because sometimes I feel like I need a nap. LOL.

My consolation is that I might have a good life as an old guy ahead of me! I'm in good health. And the DSM defines middle age as being from 45 to 64. And I'm 65. So that means I'm a young old guy, right? Hello? You still there? Wake up!

I'll take it. As my bro' Dr. Charlie says, consider the alternative.

Mike

P.S. Our Print Sale starts at 10:00 a.m. today, but remember, that's PACIFIC TIME. So: noon in Chicago and Dallas and 1:00 p.m. in New England and Florida...and here at TOP World HQ in the heart of the old Burned-Over District. I'm excited!

Featured Comments from:

SteveW: "Thank you Mike, that was a the OT I needed today."

Herman Krieger: "For my 96th birthday, I changed my two-wheel recumbent for a three-wheel one."

Mike replies: Our friend Herman is TOP's honorary official oldest reader, and has been for years! Long may you prosper, Herman.

And thanks to all of you older guys who inspire me to not worry and keep enjoying life. I really liked the comments—I think there were two—about the seventies being the best decade so far. I'm going to aim for that and work toward it. I've had some not-so-good decades in my life, for sure, so it's a good time to aim to set that right.

Open Mike: Woodwork, Etc.

A.
It only snowed here Saturday overnight, and just a little, but they got 77 inches (that's not a typo) in Orchard Park, where the Bills play, in the Southtowns of "Nickel City." That's 86 miles from me as the crow flies. They say the only plane that left Buffalo Niagara International Airport on Friday was the one carrying the Bills to Detroit, where their game this weekend got relocated to. Ironically, climate change was implicated in the snowfall; conditions are ripe for lake effect snow because Lake Erie is unusually warm after our uncommonly warm October. I went out photographing on yesterday, my day off, but it's a funny thing—when it's 23°F (–5°C) and windy, suddenly there aren't any good photographs more than 30 paces from the car. I don't know where they all go, but there aren't any. 'S true.

B.

Just as a matter of aesthetic preference, do you like woodwork in houses? Just out of curiosity.

C.
Do you do this? I like to keep the same card in the camera across two, three, or even four stints or spells of photographing. That way, not only am I less attached in my mind to my hopes for any one day's shooting, but I have more to look at, and hence, more chances to find a few good ones. When I go out once, come back, can't resist downloading the card, and find I got nothing, it's discouraging. In those situations, I'll sometimes work on pictures I know in the back of my mind aren't really that good. Clinging to my false hopes. Wanting to have gotten something. When you review your work, it's better to be in a realistic frame of mind; and that's easier when you actually got a few.

Mike

The best card ($45 each)

Featured Comments:

Adam Isler: "I generally keep the card in my camera all week and shoot at least something almost every day, but have an extended shoot only once or twice a week. Then at the weekend I download the images from the chip to Lightroom, automatically organized into date folders, and work on Lightroom's 'most recent import.'"

Dogman: "I wanna see it now! I download immediately and give everything a look in Lightroom. If I like anything I immediately do whatever fiddling around I deem necessary, and delete the losers. The card goes back in the camera, is formatted again and is ready to go next time. SanDisks are the cards I use. I've yet to lose a photo due to card failure. My losses are due to photographer failure."

Grant: "The Buffalo storm is nothing new. The Queen city is pounded by big storms every few years. I recall storms in 2000, 2001 and 2006, that had the border with Canada closed numerous times. Toronto has sent snow clearing vehicles to Buffalo more than once. The nice folks in Buffalo have helped out Toronto a few times too.

"I lived for many years in a 1920s house with a staircase very similar to the one in the photo. There was a stained glass window at the stair landing. I liked it, except that it had a dark stain, which I guess was the style at the time. I would have refinished it to something lighter, but for the fact that all the woodwork in the house was in the same dark stain. Far more effort was required than what I wanted to do.

"A number of years ago I started using 64 GB cards. I have multiple cameras and I still shoot like I only have 36 exposures on the card. This allows me to go a long time without a care in the world. My blasé attitude has only caught up with me once. I recently got to a really nice location, carefully composed my shot, squeezed the shutter and got a message 'No memory card.' That's when I remembered that it was still in the card reader at home. Being a photographer with many years experience, I had a backup plan, a long walk back to the van to get the other camera.

"How ironic that when I got home and sat down to that day's installment of TOP, the lead story was about a photographer in the Finger Lakes who had had the same experience. Great minds think alike?"

Mike replies: I've now got one of these (it's light), with two spare cards in it, in the side pocket of the camera bag.  :-)  The pocket on the other side contains a spare battery.

Kent Wiley: "It's been nearly 20 years since the most recent of these photos was taken, but you might say I appreciate woodwork in homes, since I did most of the wood trim in these views. I had some help certainly, and wonder what these dwellings look like now. At the time, my carpentry skills were certainly better developed than my photography skills."

Mike replies: Wow, that's impressive! You are a master.

Kristine Hinrichs: "I shoot every day and download the files (11+ year 'Project 365'). Even after eleven years, I feel like it’s Christmas morning waiting to see what the images look like. I am so often surprised by the gift of an image that found me. Often enough I’m disappointed as well but I know there’s always tomorrow."

Mike replies: You packed a great deal of wisdom and truth about what it's like to be a photographer into very few words in that comment. Thanks for that.

scott kirkpatrick: "It has been attributed to Brett Weston and was apparently a family observation that the weight of a large field camera had the same effect on pictures that you see with sub-zero temperatures: They either come close to the car out of curiosity or run away."

Open Mike: Are Ye Confused?

A little discursion onto the subject of "ye" this morn:

To begin with, ye as it exists in English is two words, not one. In one, the Y replaces thorn, which was a letter in the Old English, Gothic, Old Norse, and Old Swedish alphabets and still exists in modern Icelandic. Thorn has been completely replaced by "th" in English now. Early printers replaced thorn with a Y, which they considered close enough, and used "y^e" for the, "y^t" for that, and "y^s" for this. So one meaning of "ye" is simply "the," and is properly pronounced "the." So when you see "Ye Olde Shoppe" or some such affectation, it's actually pronounced "the old shop." Which isn't very exciting, but there ye are.

...Which brings us to the second meaning of ye, which means the same thing as "you," plural. It's an archaism that carried over—for a while, anyway—from Old English, which used separate words for "you" when applied to one person, two people, or many people...or, in some cases, to someone of high rank, as in the so-called "royal we" (in Latin, the pluralis majestatis). "Ye" generally meant the same thing as "y'all" or "you guys" in modern English-American speech, and was pronounced "you" (or minimized to something like "yuh." Say "...so now you know" casually, quickly, with "you" de-emphasized, and you'll probably be within harrumphing distance to how "ye" was spoken).

When we say it as "yee," we're engaging in what's called a spelling pronunciation, by which the pronunciation of a word gradually shifts to the way it looks like it should be pronounced; for example when Versailles Road in Lexington, Kentucky, is pronounced "ver-SALES," startling French people and Québécois, or when people pronounce the silent "n" in kiln (real potters are mysteriously divided between "kiln" and the older pronunciation "kil"). Thus, the King James Bible's "judge not, that ye be not judged" should be read out loud simply as "judge not, that you be not judged." Modern translations all use you, as for instance the New International Version's "do not judge, or you too will be judged." As Popeye used to say, faskinatin'.

Finally, Ye is the name of the person who used to be named Kanye West. It's not what he "goes by"; it's not what he's calling himself now; it's his new legal name, as decreed in Los Angeles Superior Court by...er, Judge Court. Really, that's her name. He pronounced Kanye "CON-yay," so Ye is pronounced like the last syllable of that, thus: yay. It was his nickname for years among his friends and peers in the rap community. Interestingly, "Ye" as a name looks like it might fall victim to spelling pronunciation, meaning that some people whose only exposure to him is reading disturbing things in the news might start saying it "yee."

So there you have it: "ye" is two different words and is pronounced either "the" or "you," and "Ye" in the former K. West's case is a whole real legal name and is pronounced "yay."

So now ye know.

Mike

Featured Comments:

David Mackenzie: "Y’all is actually singular. The plural is 'all y’all.' FWIW."

Marcus Peddle: "I use 'ye' (yee) for second person plural because I'm from the Island of Newfoundland where the language got stuck in time in some ways. 'Youse' is an alternative to 'ye' in some parts of the island. I sometimes slipped when speaking to groups of students in my English as a Foreign Language classroom and asked things like, 'Are ye finished the activity?' Interestingly, they always understood what I mean, probably because I looked at all of them while saying it."

Richard Parkin: "On reflection, I wonder why ye would necessary to distinguish the plural of you. Thou (tha’) is still widely in use at least in this neck of the woods (Yorkshire, UK)."

Open Mike: COVID and Water (OT)

Tomorrow will mark two weeks I've had symptoms. I'm feeling generally better now, except for a few things: mainly fatigue and a cough. The cough isn't bad; it's what I'd describe as "nagging." I don't cough much, and it doesn't hurt much. I also have a dry congestion and some sinus pain. I've stopped losing weight.

The fatigue is what has power. I had difficulty staying awake all day yesterday—my mentation kept slipping into the "wakeful but confused" state that I recognize as stage 1 sleep. That's when you think you're awake but your thoughts are beginning to wander off in bizarre directions that aren't logical. Many people aren't consciously aware of this state—it's the normal first stage of falling asleep. At those times I'll have my eyes closed without realizing it, or catch myself beginning to doze. Happened all day long. I took naps twice yet still slept all night. Small chores are enough to make me tired, and I'll do things like sleep for 10 hours and then need a nap five hours after waking up. And I had a strange sensation two days ago—I was sitting at my desk, perfectly idle and relaxed, but at the same time was feeling a strong urge to go lie down. That was odd.

As a bonus, I'm sleeping soundly, which is a pleasure. I've had trouble with sleep literally all my life. I have vivid memories of learning how to get out of my crib for the first time when I was a toddler—one of the first skills I remember mastering. My parents would have to put me back to bed multiple times.

Danger, Will Robinson
I quarantined for five days as required (really six days, because the first day you notice symptoms is counted as day zero) and my doctor's office assures me that I'm no longer contagious, but I'm still keeping to myself and informing people that I've had COVID recently. I figure I'll let them make their own decisions as to whether they want to be around me. I'm doing most of my food shopping at open-air farmer's markets. I've been to grocery stores a few times, but I go at off hours and wear a KN95 mask.

Nationwide, we're still losing 517 people a day to COVID. That's the current five-day average. That's less than heart disease, cancer, and accidents, but more than stroke, Alzheimer's, and diabetes. Older people and those with severe underlying conditions are most at risk. You're five times more likely to get the disease if you haven't been vaccinated, and several times more likely to have severe consequences. I could kick myself—I probably have the Omicron variant, and I didn't get the latest booster that covered that. I meant to...I just didn't get around to it. I don't get around to a lot of things. That's not age-related—I've been that way all my life.

I'm doing my best to take it easy. My life doesn't scale down well—there are just things that I have to keep up with. A downside of living alone. No one else is going to cut the grass. I can be sick, just not very sick.

Water
In the middle of all this, the water failed! That was a significant worry while it lasted, mainly because of ignorance: I didn't know what was going on or what was going to fix it. Did you read about those people in Jackson, Mississippi, who were without water for weeks? I don't know how they did it. I was only partially without water for two days and even that was a significant hassle. You can go two days pretty easily without washing clothes or taking a shower or running the dishwasher. That gets a lot more difficult if you're talking about two weeks. Never mind two months. I found it easy to consciously ignore the plight of the Jacksonians when I was just hearing about it tangentially on the news (you know, that's them, doesn't affect me)—but I have a lot more empathy for them now.

I couldn't find a plumber at first—didn't even manage to speak to one—but I'm fortunate to "know a guy." He's a contractor, and hires lots of tradesmen. So if he asks for a favor, people step up for him, because he's the guy who gives them work. He had a plumber here within hours.

We went on a scavenger hunt in the woods. I vaguely knew where the well head was, but not exactly. It seemed to have disappeared. But of course it was just all overgrown. It's on the neighbors' property, which used to be part of this property.

Here's my shiny new possession that I paid a lot of money for! I treasure it so much I had it buried 150 feet in the ground. As you can probably guess even if you don't recognize it, it's a well pump. The date of manufacture on the old one was 1993, so it lasted 29 years, seven of which benefited me. Lucky me...I'm the guy who gets to pay for the next 29 years. If and when I sell this house, the next owner will get a lot of the benefit. You know what they say: Oh well. (Get it? That must be one of my best puns ever.)

A lot of expenses in life are a sort of lottery. When did you buy your house? What was the market like and what were the interest rates? Is your car a lemon or a peach? Did you ever have to buy a new roof for a house you only lived in for a few years? How expensive are your vices? It's a lot cheaper to collect cameras than cars.

I need to clear out around the well head so it doesn't get buried, and so it drains. That's going to have to wait until I feel better, though. 

So I'm back above the wash line, to use Hans Rosling's term. (If you've never watched that video, you should: you'll probably never again wash clothes without being grateful.) I have just what I had four days ago, except I'm poorer, and yet I'm all the more grateful for what I have. In fact, I think I'll go experience some first world luxury...by doing a load of laundry. Ahhhhh.

Mike

Book o' the Week

Migrant Mother, by Sarah Meister. "Each volume in the One on One series is a sustained meditation on a single work from the collection of MoMA." Forty-two pages with many illustrations. An engaging guided tour of the history and lore of "American photography's Mona Lisa."

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PaulW: "Nine years ago I had a new roof, and many upgrades, installed. Two weeks later my home was destroyed in a flood. I caculated that it cost me a bit over $1,000 a day to own that roof. I should have bought some Leica gear and saved money."

Kevin: "Re 'The fatigue is what has power.' You said it !! Saturday evening, the 17th, marked three weeks since I first had COVID symptoms. My case was mild, in the grand scheme of COVID. But it was quite enough for me. Leaving work on Friday, September 16th, I thought; 'I feel like myself again.' The first time I'd had that feeling since before I was COVIDed on August 27. You'll get there, Mike. Just gotta wait it out."

Kye Wood: "Ooh! I reckon on winning this one. Since March this year, I have...

• Had a professional house clean $2,600
• Had the four water tanks cleaned $1,800
• Had the roof cleaned $1,000
• Replaced the hot water system $2,200
• Replaced the toilet $1,700
• Installed a water purifier with ultraviolet and dual filters $2,200
• Installed a 6.6KW rooftop solar system $8,000
• Replaced a retaining wall that stops the mountain swallowing the house $11,000
• Replaced the electric meter box and circuits $2,200
• Replaced IT cabling in roof and connection to street optic fibre $2,500
• Had dangerous trees felled and mulched $3,800
• Installed a concrete driveway entrance $5,800

"But...my two water pumps are working perfectly. So there's that."

Mike replies: Whew. You're right, you definitely win. If that's the right word....  :-)

Dan Khong: "Thanks for pointing me to the video clip on the washing machine. Enjoyed that. I still remember the days when we had a washer lady come by every few days to wash the laundry. Because of her, my mother had more time to spend with me. Now we have washing machines—and laundromats—so people have more time to write for blogs, read books and take pictures."

Mike replies: A reader pointed out that video to me originally, so I can't take credit for finding it.

SA: "I had the post-COVID cough too this summer and it didn't go away for over a month and was even getting worse. Doctor gave me cough suppressants and steroid, which didn't help much. An acupuncture specialist in my town cured me with a single treatment. She said that she has helped a lot of patients like this.

"She said that COVID can leave the immune system in an activated state for months, which leads to such symptoms. (Note that inflammation is a sign that your body thinks it is still fighting infection.) She pointed out some some sore spots on my body—various lymph type areas, the adrenal gland, etc. She stuck needles in various places for half an hour and when I got up the cough was almost all gone. She did another followup treatment a few days later, and I have not had any trouble since then.

"(She has a master's degree in Aerospace engineering by the way! Very nice person.)"

Open Mike: Aguantar (OT)

["Open Mike" is the often off-topic, anything-goes Editorial page of TOP.]

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If you haven't been aware, a Spanish kid has become an absolute sensation in the tennis world. After winning the U.S. Open Championship, Carlos Alcaraz became the youngest No. 1 ranked player ever, at age 19.

Situations conspired to help with that ranking: Novak Djokovic's refusal to be vaccinated has kept him out of tournaments, and, in a completely separate matter, Djokovic was also denied the ranking points from his Wimbledon victory; Wimbledon had its ranking points withdrawn this year because of the tournament's refusal to let Russian and Belarusian players contend. And Rafael Nadal has had his late-career renaissance interrupted by recurring injuries.

In his maiden year on the tour last year, Alcaraz made a name for himself at the '21 Open with a run deep into the tournament before being forced to concede in the quarterfinals with leg cramps. At the end of last year he was ranked 32nd in the world. Then the deluge: so far in in 2022 he has won the Rio Open, the Miami Open, and the Barcelona Open. At the Madrid Open he became the first teenager ever to beat Rafael Nadal on clay (the adoring Spanish fans and press dubbed him "Carlitos," or "little man"), beating Djokovic as well on the way to winning that tournament, too.

Then the U.S. Open in New York. Several of his matches at the Open were epic, including his duel with the rising young American star Frances Tiafoe, 24, and especially the grueling marathon against the young Italian Jannik Sinner, who at 21 is barely older than Alcaraz. Sinner, who clearly played well enough to win against almost anyone, was dejected after the match. It didn't end until 2:50 a.m., a record that will hopefully never be broken. (Who was in charge of that? Fire that guy.) For his part, Alcaraz accomplished another rare feat: he became only the third man in open-era history to win a major after enduring three consecutive five-set matches. The New York Times says his team used the Spanish word aguantar, which means roughly "to bear up" or endure.

Carlos Alcaraz (photo by Yannick Jamot, slightly cropped)

With Roger Federer announcing his retirement just the other day, and the women's GOAT Serena Williams bringing her fabled career to an end at this Open, it's a huge pleasure to watch the new generation beginning to blossom. Here are the short highlights of the Open Final—23-year-old Casper Ruud of Norway is the other finalist—and the USTA has also posted extended highlights, which is like watching the whole match cut down to the action. And for an added treat, here are the extended highlights of Alcaraz-Sinner. A brightly-lit shop window showing off the excellence of the modern game. Great fun, and impressive as can be.

Mike

Book o' the Week

Migrant Mother, by Sarah Meister. "Each volume in the One on One series is a sustained meditation on a single work from the collection of MoMA." Forty-two pages with many illustrations. An engaging guided tour of the history and lore of "American photography's Mona Lisa."

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Gary Merken: "Casper Ruud's comments in the post-final interview were heartwarming. The final was held in New York City on September 11. He first paid extended tribute to the memory of those killed in the attacks 21 years ago. He was only two years old at the time of the attacks, making his comments, which showed a sensitive awareness and maturity beyond his years, even more remarkable. I hope to see more from this young man."

Open Mike: The Perfect Day (OT)

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Here's all I have to do each day and how much time I should spend doing it:

Sleeping: 9 hours

Personal hygiene, showering, shaving, etc.: 30 minutes

Prepping and cooking three meals and morning tea: 1 hour 20 minutes

Eating three meals: 30 minutes

Writing (TOP, New Yorker, book projects) and moderating comments: 6 hours

Research for writing: 1 hour

Reading: 1 hour

Housework, averaged: 30 minutes

Yardwork, averaged: 30 minutes

Feeding, playing with, and walking dog: 1 hour

Laundry (including bedding and folding, over one week, averaged out): 10 minutes

Shooting pool: 30 minutes

Shooting photographs: 30 minutes

Processing photographs and DAM: 1 hour

Exercise: 90 minutes*

TV: 0

Video games: 0

Diddling around on the computer with no good purpose: 2 hours

Shopping and errands: 30 minutes

Driving for shopping and errands: 40 minutes

Phone calls to friends or family, averaged: 40 minutes

Wasting time on the phone on hold or trying to get through to some necessary entity, averaged: 20 minutes

Dealing with mail, bills, shipping things, banking, home maintenance issues, doctors, or something I forgot to do and am now being threatened about: 30 minutes

AA meeting: 1 hour

Everything around an AA meeting, including driving, averaged: another hour

TOTAL: 29 hours 40 minutes

Nothing to it.

Next day: Do it all over again!

Mike

*This is Dr. Greger's recommendation. I haven't exercised for 90 minutes in one day since I was in my 50s. But this might not be an area to skimp on. He says "mild cognitive impairment" is marked by "those starting to forget things or regularly repeating themselves." I haven't exercised for 90 minutes in one day since I was in my 50s—did I already mention that? I forget.

Book o' the Week

Chromes is an edit of more than 5,000 Kodachromes and Ektachromes taken from 10 chronologically ordered binders found in a safe in the Eggleston Artistic Trust. This archive was once used by John Szarkowski, who selected the 48 images printed in Eggleston’s seminal book William Eggleston’s Guide, while the rest of the archive has remained almost entirely unpublished. Three volumes, slipcased.

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Open Mike: Can't Eat Enough

Hmm, two 'Open Mikes' in three days is not good. But I want to pass along another link.

The article is "Challenge to the Insurance Industry: A Solution to Significantly Reduce Health Care Costs," by Ken Beckman, July 2016. (It was featured recently on nutritionfacts.org.)

A brief review of U.S. health care costs, from the paper: "Total expenditures exceed $2.5 trillion and have grown from 5% of GDP in 1960 to about 18% of GDP today. Heart disease remains the most common and costly condition, with over 1,000,000 bypass surgeries or angioplasties annually. Nearly half of individuals 65 and over are taking prescription drugs for high cholesterol and the total direct cost of treatments for cardiovascular disease (including high-blood pressure) is approximately $200 billion. About 45% of the U.S. population was overweight in the early 1960s compared to 75% today, with the proportion of obese individuals up nearly 200% over the same time period. This has contributed to an increase in the incidence of diagnosed diabetes from less than 1% in 1960 to nearly 7% in 2010 resulting in annual direct costs of over $175 billion. In total, about 85% of health care spending is for individuals having one or more chronic conditions."

Yikes.

What are "chronic conditions"? The "diseases of affluence" are roughly:

• hypertension (high blood pressure)
• obesity
• asthma
• cardiovascular disease
• dementia
• diabetes
• cancer
• depression

All of these are at least moderately affected by diet and least four of them (hypertension, obesity, heart disease, and diabetes) are highly affected by diet—basically, eating mainly plants and avoiding meat, dairy, eggs, refined carbs, and oil. Heart disease, named as "the most common and costly condition," is not only curable, it is reversible with diet alone. But we do what we do, (most restaurants in my area feature cuisine I've dubbed "meaty cheesey greasy") and eating plants, by contrast, is culturally considered "extreme" and "radical."

Caldwell Esselstyn responded to that:

...The truth is, the nutrition that is extreme or radical is the one that results in 1.2 million coronary stents being done per year in this country; 500,000 bypass operations where your entire chest is divided in half, [and] veins are taken off your leg and put in your heart. And they may last several years and at the end of that, you will have to have another procedure. Or, maybe it’s a little bit more extreme or radical when you spend $25 billion in statin drugs, $5 billion on stents, an epidemic of obesity, an epidemic of diabetes, an epidemic of heart disease. This is the diet that's radical and extreme.

I followed a plant diet pretty strictly for 18 months, ending in June 2021, so I could write about it here. The result was, well, radical and extreme: I lost 43 pounds (down a whopping 76 pounds from my peak, which I believe occurred in about 2014) and all my health markers improved markedly: my blood pressure went down to 110/60, my cholesterol went way down, and my sleep apnea, energy, and mood all improved very noticeably. Alas, I got depressed after my brother died and I couldn't—well, didn't—keep it up.

Head case
There were two main reasons for my failure: I'm addicted to sugar, and I can't cook. But another reason is one I still find quite odd: I couldn't eat enough. There are more or less a hundred foods you can eat without restriction on a plant diet, and, strangely, the more you eat the better. You're not supposed to eat small portions. You're not supposed to skip meals. For some reason I just couldn't get my head around that. I had "dieted" so much over the years that I just seem to associate "healthy eating" with restricted eating. Smaller portions and fewer meals. That's just not what you're supposed to do on a healthy plant-based diet. You're supposed to eat all you want, as often as you want, and the more the better, because it keeps you satiated and it displaces whatever bad foods you might be tempted to eat.

Mennonite whole wheat bread. Rosemary sets it out
at noon and it was still warm when I bought it
just now. Not WFPB, but hard to resist.

A big task in healthy eating is to come up with basic go-to meals: I need 1–2 breakfasts (one is okay), 2–4 different lunches (three is fine), and about 12–16 dinner meals (the optimum seems to be about 14*). After that the game is just to get your number up. You eat 21 meals a week; the more of those that are plant-based the better. Right now I'm eating about 13 healthy meals a week, out of my 21. That's not enough; I need to get to about 18 or 19.

Oh well. The initial challenge when transitioning to healthy eating is to stop gaining weight—the first thing to do is get a good scale, weigh yourself twice a day (before bed and just after getting up), and hold the line. Most people who are overweight or obese are continually gaining weight, and Job One is to put a stop to that. It's the old "if you find yourself in a hole, stop digging." So far I've gained nothing in the past two months, so that's a step in the right direction. (If the analogy is getting back on the horse that threw you, I have a foot in the stirrup.) But I'm still eating out too much, backsliding on @#$&! sugar, putting butter on vegetables, failing to resist the siren call of Mennonite bread, etc.

More updates eventually.

Mike

*Research indicates that even people who can cook and who cook whatever they want tend to settle down to a basic rotation of about 14 or 15 meals that they enjoy a lot and can whip up without too much bother, with an experiment thrown in every now and then for the sake of adventure or novelty, and perhaps a restaurant meal every week or two for variety.

Book o' the Week

Home Fires Volume II: The Present. There is of course a Volume I: The Past.  TOP reader Bruce Haley has produced documentary work relating to conflict, humanitarian crises and environmental/industrial/land use issues for 30 years. He received the Robert Capa Gold Medal for his coverage of the ethnic civil war in Burma.

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JOHN B GILLOOLY: "I consider myself an anti-extremist. I'm 51 and been active/athlete my entire life. I too am probably addicted to sugar. I have never been on a diet, but I certainly do pay attention to all of my food. I am genetically lucky in that I could probably eat uncontrolled and max out at 210 pounds (6'1")? I am currently 177 pounds and while not nearly as fit as I would want to be, I can attribute my relative leanness to two things: first, I can honestly say that I refrain in some way at every meal to reduce the low hanging fruit. I would love a Coke, but drink water or unsweetened tea. I would love pizza or the chicken parm or the burger, but will opt for the swordfish, chicken and vegetables, etc. Would LOVE the full dessert, but literally carry around my own 70–80% dark chocolate so I can get my 'sugar-fix' in a more controlled manner.

"Second, drinking alcohol really is no longer part of my life. I will probably consume 2–3 drinks per month. I've been asking 'regular' people lately how many alcoholic drinks they consume each week and am shocked to hear that most seem to fall in the 17–25 per week range which I found shocking! Aside from the negatives of alcohol, I've found that a couple of drinks often comes with bad food choices and skipped exercise. When I say 'regular' people, I mean 45–55 year old active/involved parents who are also mostly high-earning career people."

ASW (partial comment): "My extended family on both sides was full of uneducated manual laborers: farming, logging, construction, etc. People who worked hard, all day, every day. No one ever worried about their diet, which was stereotypical Midwestern meat and potatoes with a side of meat and pie for dessert. A bigger worry was having enough food for all the kids (Catholics!). Yet, if we set aside the long-term smokers and the (many) alcoholics, they all lived into their 80s and 90s. Heck, a lot of the smokers and alcoholics made it nearly that long too. When I look back at old family photos I see thin, wiry women and sunburned, muscular men with nary a bulging belly in sight.

"My generation moved up in the world: college, sedentary jobs, sedentary lifestyles, expanding waistlines, health issues. I doubt that many will make it into their 90s.

"I'm in the middle. I got the education but don't like sitting still. I'm in my early 40s but I'm the same weight I was in high school when I played sports and worked on the farm.

"My wife and I eat primarily vegetarian (meat is an infrequent treat), mostly for environmental and ethical rather than health reasons. We try to avoid processed food, and luckily my wife loves to cook (I do not). We do not count calories or worry about portion sizes. I eat a shocking amount of food. I have been (kindly) asked to leave a Chinese buffet. I have been (less kindly) asked to leave a pizza buffet. What?

"I have run every day this year (minimum two miles; maximum twenty miles). I do pushups every day which is a habit I learned from my dad. I'm over 40,000 for the year. Although I sit in front of a computer for a job, I incorporate 'work' into the rest of my day whenever possible. I mow my one-acre yard with a battery-powered push mower. In the fall I rake the leaves by hand and carry them to the compost mountain in a wheelbarrow. I pretend that elevators and escalators don't exist. If I have to drive to a store I park at the farthest corner of the lot (also saves on damage to my car). More often than not I ride my bike into town when I'm going to the public library or to grab a few groceries. It's only two miles, which doesn't even get the car warmed up but is easy aerobic exercise for me. We go for walks and hikes with our dog for fun. Yes, it takes sweat and effort to increase your output, but that's the point.

"I always encourage anyone trying to make themselves more healthy, but I think too many people overthink it. Michael Pollan offered simple advice for the input side: 'Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants' (from The Omnivore's Dilemma [quality hardcover and paperback; Kindle edition and trade versions; Young Readers Edition. One of the most enjoyable books of any genre I've ever read, by the way. —Ed.]). Note that when he says food he means real food: meat, grains, nuts, and veggies, not processed junk.

"On the output side, make an effort to do some sort of 'work' every day. You don't have to be a runner or a competitive body builder, but almost everyone can go for a walk and do some sort of body weight exercise. If you're stuck at a computer, use a standing desk for part of the day. Go for a walk while eating your lunch. When you head down the hall for a bathroom break, do a lap up and down the stairs afterwards. If you love watching TV at night, get an exercise bike and pedal slowly while watching. Push things, pull things, lift things, carry things (including yourself). Then do it again the next day."

Daniel: "How about the list or a reference to the list of the 100 veggies/fruits we can eat without limit?"

Mike replies: I looked around for that too and was frustrated. It's a claim from the linked article.

I can take a run at it, though. "Healthy food" is relative. Olive oil is bad for you (oils are the sugar of the fat world), but it's better than vegetable oils loaded with saturated fats. Beef tenderloin is bad for you (here's the lowdown on protein) but it's a lot better than processed meats like hot dogs, baloney, sausage, and Slim Jims. Milk is bad for you but it's better than soda pop. And so forth. Improving your food will help you even if you're still eating questionable foods.

The seven healthiEST foods are: 1. greens; 2. vegetables; 3. fruits; 4. legumes (beans, chickpeas, split peas, and lentils); 5. whole grains; 6. nuts and seeds; and 7. spices. A fair amount of these real foods are necessary for human health no matter what else people eat and no matter how cockamamie and compromised their food beliefs are. These seven things are the most nutritious foods. They supply the thousands of phytochemicals your body needs to thrive.

It's very difficult to eat a diet of ONLY the healthiest foods—I've tried—but the good news is that small amounts of "bad" foods won't hurt you in the long run. So whatever you're emotionally attached to doesn't have to be banished completely and forever. You can still eat meat once in a while as long as your gut microbiome isn't adapted to make poisons out of it; you can still eat small desserts after a meal unless it triggers cravings for more sugar; you can have pizza a few times a year; and you can even have a sugared soda pop, if you must, although a handful of times a year seems like a prudent limit. (I ate ice cream five times in 2020.) Exceptions like these are repugnant to vegan true believers and purists, and also to those who eschew animal food for ethical and humanitarian reasons, but, scientifically, where health alone is concerned, it seems reasonably clear that they don't appreciably affect health outcomes. You're an omnivore and you can survive on the world's worst foods for shortish periods—it's a tribute to our extraordinary adaptability that it's even possible for humans to survive on McDonalds meals and highly processed foodlike substances from gas stations or convenience stores. You won't thrive, but still, we're amazing.

Peter Croft: "Keep writing about food and healthy eating Mike. I really enjoy your articles and opinions."

Open Mike: Your Card Just Left the Deck (OT)

I have a definite love-hate relationship with YouTube, as I'm reminded every time I find myself watching "Idiots in Cars" at 1:00 a.m.

The "love" is mostly that I get to watch pool and snooker matches to my heart's content (and I have a pretty robust appetite for them), which otherwise would be thin on the ground. And expensive—Accu-Stats used to charge for DVDs, and you can now see theirs for free on YouTube. I also love being able to dial up random songs for free. As opposed to ten years ago, when I would pay Apple a dollar it didn't need every time I found a new song. So, for instance, I can hear Lutan Fyah on XM Radio and then go listen to "Game Is Over" a hundred million times on YouTube. (I totally love that song at the moment.)

The "hate" (not actual hate) is when I get temporarily addicted to some random category of video and watch too many of them.

Right now it's David Blaine card tricks. Oh, em, gee. I think I like watching them as much as he likes doing them. He's so good that he actually freaks people out. They can't believe it—almost like it was real black magic. Watch him play a simple but astonishing trick on Tyra Banks on the street (the video only takes a minute and a fifth to watch), or on Harrison Ford in Ford's kitchen. Harrison's reaction is priceless (and funny).

Here's another magic trick that totally freaks out Jamie Foxx and his family. I have no idea how he did this.

A little diversion for you for a Sunday.

Blessings
The weather here is just gorgeous today. We have lucked out this summer, enjoying the perfect summer weather that the whole rest of the country wants. Right now it's brilliantly sunny, so clear it makes the opposite side of the lake seem close, 67°F (19°C) with just enough breeze to gently stir the leaves on the trees. But it will rise to 78°F (25°C) this afternoon, before cooling off again tonight. Don't think I'm not thankful. We're being blessed.

Mike

Book o' the Week

The Mindful Photographer by Sophie Howarth. I only know of Sophie Howarth from her time as a curator at the Tate Modern in London, but my impression then was positive. Her brand new book (it only came out a few days ago) is about slowing down as a means of enjoying photographing more. It's said to contain a curated collection of photographs along with anecdotes and explanation.

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Open Mike: The Dan Stevens Effect

This is a curious phenomenon that I've noticed a number of times over the years. Briefly, it goes something like this:

1. Someone wants to be an artist of some sort.
2. They get a big break and are part of a big success.
3. It's not enough for them, or they think they are above it in some way, so they spurn it and either leave or quit.
4. They never go on to do anything as famous or popular afterward.

The phenomenon could be called The Dan Stevens Effect. Wikipedia says of Stevens:

In 2010, Stevens got his biggest break when he was cast as Matthew Crawley in the ITV series Downton Abbey, created and written by Oscar-winning screenwriter Julian Fellowes. The series went on to be a global sensation and has been nominated for several Emmy, BAFTA, Golden Globe and Screen Actors Guild Awards since its debut. The central love story of Matthew Crawley and his distant cousin, Lady Mary Crawley, played by Michelle Dockery, was enormously popular. Determined to ruin* his career, Stevens chose to leave the series after finishing the third season and the Christmas Special in 2012. His exit caused a huge uproar with fans, who notably took to Twitter and other social media sites to express their anger at the character's death. Fellowes later explained that Stevens did not give sufficient notice for a less drastic departure.

*Okay, actually Wikipedia says "move on with."

I should explain, for those of you unfamiliar with the British prime-time soap opera costume drama, that Stevens' character had to be abruptly killed off in an automobile accident...which of course also prevented his return in the various lucrative reunion movies either released or planned. Since leaving his biggest success he has "gone on" to do such things as: play a supporting part in Norman: The Moderate Rise and Tragic Fall of a New York Fixer, a movie that earned a big $5.2 million at the box office; do a lot of voice-over acting; and play a robot in the German-language science fiction romance I'm Your Man.

I would have milked Downton a bit longer, personally. And not ruined the plotline for millions of fans, what about them?

Chevy Chase left Saturday Night Live after just one season. Sally Kellerman, who played "Hot Lips Houlihan" in the original movie of M*A*S*H, turned down the role in the television series, to her later regret. Neil Young felt his huge hit Harvest, the best-selling album of 1972 in the USA, was "middle of the road"—he said he was afraid of becoming John Denver—so he famously "headed for the ditch."** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle had a "love-hate" relationship with his Sherlock Holmes stories, considering them to be lowbrow entertainments; when he first entertained the idea of killing the fictional character off, his own mother said, "You won't! You can't! You mustn't!" He also raised his prices dramatically to discourage new commissions, hoping to "kill" Sherlock that way; but he found the magazines paid his prices anyway, helping to make him one of the highest paid writers of his day.

Arthur Conan Doyle, who considered his greatest literary
accomplishment to have been the 14th-century historical
novel The White Company. Not quite.

Then again, the reason The Hound of the Baskervilles is the best-known Sherlock Holmes story is that it was a reprise that brought the famous character back after a long absence. 

Whenever I think of this idea, it brings to mind the old-timey barn-dance saying, "You gotta dance with who brung ya." Sometimes you just have to be who you are, do what you can do, and give the people what they want. Luck is fickle.

Mike

**I do have to admit I like the ditch trilogy better than Harvest. Do kids today know who Neil Young is? I wouldn't be surprised if they don't.

Book o' the Week

Jay Maisel: Light, Color, Gesture. This was suggested by Moose. I got to meet Jay Maisel once. Everybody should meet him in his books, if they haven't already. Might help; cannot hurt. Jay's is some of the most positive, hopeful, and generous picture-taking advice you'll find.

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Kevin Crosado: "I've heard of Neil Young. I bought one of his CDs from a discount bin at the local big-box store. It was defective, so I took it back for a refund. Never bothered about a replacement."

Mike replies: Well, there are more modern ways to go about getting a taste, you know. Here are a few favorites:

Change Your Mind

Pardon My Heart

L.A.

Motion Pictures

Fountainbleu

Razor Love

If you need more, I've got about 150 bootlegs in the barn.

Bill Tyler: "Having read both Conan Doyle's The White Company and all the Holmes stories, I can confidently say that the worst of Holmes is better than the best of The White Company."

Zyni Moë: "You confuse two things.

"Thing 1: person has some initial success; head grows enormously big, think this success is too little / too lowbrow for them; walks away from that success...oops.

"Thing 2: person has great success; person realises they will never need money again; walks away to do what interests them instead.

"People driven by money find (2) very hard to understand, as do people who do not understand that enough money means you can choose what you do.

"Neil Young is perhaps example of (2): long time ago he made enough money to do whatever he wanted to...so that is what he did. Recently sold half the rights to his back catalogue for probably $150 million: he has been very rich for a very long time.

"Perhaps Robert Plant is another good example: presumably very rich man makes occasional highly-regarded records which sell...some copies, but Led Zeppelin reunion and probably hundreds of millions of dollars...not so much.

"Charlie Watts is example of someone choosing not to do (2): at any point since say 12 May 1972 [the day Exile on Main Street was released —Ed.] he could have quit the band he played with and done whatever he wanted to for the rest of his life. But he chose not to, probably because he enjoyed playing with that band: certainly not because he needed the money.

"From my generation same for any of the stars of the Harry Potter films (although Daniel Radcliffe has gone on to do interesting perhaps-not-profitable things sometimes, not needing the money)."

Mike replies: You make excellent points, and your analysis may be right—it does feel like my thinking on this is somewhat confused. However I would say that what is more interesting to me is people misunderstanding the nature of their success, or success itself. I recently did a quirky little post about Calvin and Hobbes—Bill Watterson is an example of someone who had enough money and retired at the top of his game and near the peak of his popularity. I have no problem with that (or with his contemporary Gary Larson, who wrote and drew "The Far Side," who did the same). Nor do I have any problem with Yusuf Islam, who used to be Cat Stevens, who walked away from a successful career as a folk singer and pop star because he wanted to live a more committed religious life. And you can speculate that Dan Stevens wanted something different too—that perhaps he preferred to pursue a number of small, interesting, quirky roles in a variety of productions at a lower level, and he considered a standard ITV costume drama to be a potboiler and beneath him. Perhaps he shouldn't have accepted the role in the first place then. Just consider a.) how difficult it is for an actor to land a lead role in a TV series, and b.) how rare it is for a TV series to be a big hit. It's likely or certainly possible that D.S. will never achieve anything near that level again. It doesn't look to me like he has done so since. I'm speculating too, but I don't think he understood what he had.

It could also be that what I am objecting to is a deep level of self-centeredness on his part—his insistence on disrupting the entire series right in the middle of its run for his own ego, or his own personal reasons whatever they were. With zero regard for the creator/writer and his creation, the cast and crew, and the audience. Of course Jessica Brown Findlay did the same thing, and other creative people do similar things all the time.

If Arthur Conan Doyle had retired the Holmes series because a.) it was too difficult to keep coming up with plots, b.) he was getting burned out, c.) he didn't want the series to grow stale and repetitive, or, as you say, d.) he had made enough money and didn't need any more, I don't think I would remark on his case. The interesting feature to me is rather that it looks like he just didn't grasp the rarity of what he had accomplished—he was still locked into old standard ideas about plays and historical fiction being more "serious" and more prestigious, and hence more worthy of him, and magazine stories about a detective being frivolous and lowbrow. When in fact he had created one of the iconic literary characters of his century. But then, I am not very respectful of assertions of cultural prestige and status and hierarchy—for me, Bob Marley is the equal of Mozart, for instance.

I just think some people seriously misjudge their actual talents and the true nature of their accomplishments, that's all.

If you would like to write a reply to this I will post it below!

Zyni replies: "Sorry I did not read your note on my comment earlier. In summary: you are right, what you describe does happen. I can give example from my own field. I have a very dear friend who was (is) a gifted physicist. He could also have been a gifted mathematician perhaps, but he had not trained as one and that is a thing you must train to be. Well, he decided when picking his Ph.D. that he would do a very mathematical bit of physics which he really was not equipped to do, but he would do it because it was 'purer.' And of course he struggled, got depressed, gave up, left physics and deprived everyone of (I believe) his great gifts.

"He did this all because he misunderstood his talents or anyway what he could achieve from where he was.

"This is a tragedy I believe (he does not now rate himself so highly: I am allowed to!), and also ate some significant amount of funding of course. So certainly you are correct in your analysis: this happens. But I believe something else also can happen which looks similar on surface but is not the same, and is admirable where the first thing is not. (Now I must go and apologise to my friend for using him as an example...it's OK, I did ask first.)"

Patrick: "Whenever I think of people who got too big for their britches and made a poor career decision, I think of McLean Stevenson leaving M*A*S*H. From his IMDB entry—'After leaving "M*A*S*H," Stevenson headlined in a series of failed TV shows.'"

Sean: "I’ve never watched a single episode of Downton, but I have seen Dan Stevens in many things, and he’s usually the most watchable actor in the scene. I last saw him play an AI companion in the German sci-fi film Ich bin dein Mensch. Stevens really brought the character to life. I'll get me coat."

Jim Arthur (partial comment): "Here’s a great quote from the ditch where Neil Young is talking to Rolling Stone in 1975. It seems he wasn’t all that concerned with returning to fame or popularity. 'Nobody expected Time Fades Away and I'm not sorry I put it out…I didn't need the money, I didn't need the fame. You gotta keep changing. Shirts, old ladies, whatever. I'd rather keep changing and lose a lot of people along the way. If that's the price, I'll pay it. I don't give a sh*t if my audience is 100 or 100 million. It doesn't make any difference to me. I'm convinced that what sells and what I do are two completely different things. If they meet, it's coincidence.' (From the Rolling Stone website.)"

Mike replies: Neil is a "keep going" type, like Bob Dylan and Paul McCartney. There are some stars who just keep at it. Most fade away, and most of those who do don't have any control over that...there's an interesting recent article at The Guardian called "'That's it? It's over? I was 30. What a brutal business': pop stars on life after the spotlight moves on" by Nick Duerden.

The ultimate comment on the fickleness of fame might be a short YouTube video from 2005. It shows Tara Reid, who was an "it girl" in Hollywood following her role in the Coen brothers' The Big Lebowski in 1998, getting stopped at the door of a nightclub. As she argues with the door supervisor, the then-current 2005 "it girl," and Tara's former friend, Paris Hilton, comes striding down the sidewalk arm-in-arm with her new bestie Kim Kardashian, who was relatively unknown at the time. A word to the doorman and in they go, while Tara continues to wait. The fickleness of fame in a minute and 35.

Pity we don't have a 2022 video of Paris getting stopped at the door while Kim K. and her unknown new best friend go right in.

My brush with this sort of thing happened when my son was about five. The mother of one of his school friends was dating a guy who used to be a rock star—I don't remember his name, but he had played drums for a variety of bands including Thin Lizzy. He had started a limousine service with his rock-and-roll money, but he was getting out of that and wanted to buy a Burger King franchise. Evidently one of the requirements was that prospective franchise owners had to work the counter of a Burger King for a certain number of weeks so they would know what it was like. So the four of us, in high spirits, went down to the busy local Burger King to get waited on by the former rock star, who was none too happy to be where he was—maybe it was my imagination, but I thought he had a distracted, sort of "how did it come to this?" expression on his face.

rick l: "Of the several friends of my grandchildren, they know far more of music from 50 years ago than I do of their music from 50 days ago. that, I think, is my error, not theirs."

Miguel Tejada-Flores: "I have to respectfully take issue with the idea that Dan Stevens has never really done any acting roles of note since leaving 'Downton Abbey.' In fact, he played the leading role in the stunningly complex sci-fi series, 'Legion,' which was created, written and produced by Noah Hawley, the brilliant storyteller behind all of the 'Fargo' streaming series. Stevens' character, 'David Haller,' has been mistakenly diagnosed as an extreme paranoid schizophrenic, but as the story evolves, we learn that his misdiagnosed schizophrenia actually is due to his extreme psychic powers, and that his paranoia is all too justified, as he becomes the unwitting pawn of a brilliant and evil cabal who will go to remarkable lengths to convince him he is 'crazy,' which will allow them to manipulate his powers. The series ran for three years (2017–2019) and has been justifiably critically acclaimed, as well as attaining near-cult status in serious sci-fi circles. At its heart, Stevens delivers a complex performance as he brings Hawley's disturbed protagonist to life. Some, including myself, believe that the opening hour-long pilot episode of the first season is one of the finer standalone paranoid science-fiction thrillers ever created. I'm not suggesting that his other roles and oeuvre is on that level, but Stevens' performance in 'Legion' has, I think, helped establish his reputation in the acting universe, in ways which his role in Downtown Abbey never could have."

Open Mike: What's a Sport?

There is a lot of confusion and even bigotry around the definition of "sport," which is one of those words that tend to evoke a lot of passion. I encounter it regularly in writing about cue sports.

The word "sport" derives from "disport," which as a noun means "diversion, amusement, play."

The Oxford Dictionary is the culprit in promulgating much misunderstanding, in my view, defining "sport" as "an activity involving physical exertion and skill in which an individual or team competes against another or others for entertainment." (Emphasis mine.) Exertion? Don't care for it.

I would define a "sport" as "a contest involving physical skill for the entertainment of the participants or spectators." That last bit is left out of a lot of definitions.

Simon said yesterday in the Comments that "it's surely not a sport if you don't get out of breath." That's one factor that speaks to "exertion" and weighs heavily in some peoples' conception. But I guess that disqualifies Formula 1 racing, target shooting, and archery, and golf if you use a cart or are in shape, right?

What are some of the other common beliefs around what constitutes a "sport"?

• Has to get you out of breath
• Has to involve physical skill or coordination
• Has to require or display physical strength
• Has to be a contest
• Has to entertain an audience
• Has to take place outdoors
• Has to be something you can bet on
• Has to require physical conditioning

Are all of these requirements met by every sport? I don't think so. Professional basketball takes place exclusively indoors, for example. There goes that criterion.

The unofficial official definition
Wikipedia tells us in its article on "Sport" that "The closest to an international agreement on a definition is provided by SportAccord, which is the association for all the largest international sports federations (including association football, athletics, cycling, tennis, equestrian sports, and more), and is therefore the de facto representative of international sport.

"SportAccord uses the following criteria, determining that a sport should:

• have an element of competition
• be in no way harmful to any living creature
• not rely on equipment provided by a single supplier (excluding proprietary games such as arena football)
• not rely on any "luck" element specifically designed into the sport.

"They also recognise that sport can be primarily physical (such as rugby or athletics), primarily mind (such as chess or Go), predominantly motorised (such as Formula 1 or powerboating), primarily co-ordination (such as billiard sports), or primarily animal-supported (such as equestrian sport)."

SportAccord admits a limited number of "mind sports," including chess (which at the highest level is physically exhausting and in many cases rewards physical conditioning) but is not open to admitting any more. So everything from the ancient Chinese game of mah-Jongg to video games need not apply. Other authorities recognize "eSports" (video games). But no exertion there!

SportAccord's "in no way harmful" clause  disqualifies hunting and fishing. It would seem to also disqualify boxing and MMA, because those are harmful to living creatures. Max Baer (a boxer and the father of "Jethro" on The Beverly Hillbillies), Ray "Boom Boom" Mancini, and Sugar Ray Robinson all killed people in the ring, never mind Evander Holyfield's ear. One study determined that an average of 13 people per year have died in boxing matches since 1890. I distinctly remember reading a quote that I have never been able to find again, reportedly written by a British sportswriter: "The only natural sports are running and fighting. All the rest are contrived." (The Internet is terrible at quotes. It's one of the things it's worst at. There is no custom of attribution or citation, and a great deal of noise.) But the SportAccord definition disagrees. We should add that there are borderline cases even here; Ray Chapman of the Cleveland Indians was killed by a pitch in a baseball game in 1920. Pretty sure that doesn't mean baseball isn't a sport.

Is pool a sport?
The border between sports and games is porous, shifting, and vague. Personally I'd consider cue sports to be in the DMZ between a sport and a game. It's a game because it requires a lot of strategy and knowledge to play well; and it's a sport because it requires a great deal of physical coordination. Of course, to the average observer, most of the strategy is invisible, and a lot of the physical skill is invisible too. One aspect of the physical skill that's crucial is that you have to strike the cue ball exactly in the right spot to get it to behave how you want it to; but that is impossible to see directly. The only way you can tell how well the ball was struck is by seeing what the cue ball does and, to a lesser extent, what the object ball does. And most casual observers have no idea how to judge this. It's as if they can't even quite see the game at all when they watch it. But we can't say that non-exertion activities have to have a strong element of strategy or gamesmanship, because what about darts?

It's a thorny thicket, and we have to be a little respectful of the complexities of the various definitions. If curling is a sport, why isn't shuffleboard? If bowling is a sport, why isn't boules?

Basketball
The greatest, most quintessential sport of all might be basketball. Think of it. It requires great skill and coordination and athleticism, yet also a high degree of strategy, gamesmanship, and instantaneous adjustment. It requires team sport cooperation and also rewards individual flair and skill. It can require delicacy, touch, and finesse, yet also demands strength, physical prowess, and a tremendous level of conditioning.

The only thing wrong with basketball is the structure of the game. The endings, if the game is very close, don't seem to go well. It would be better just to eject anyone who committed a foul in the last 75 seconds, which would put a high premium on not committing one of the fouls that routinely interrupt play at the ending of games. And there is only one ending. The way to "fix" basketball in my opinion would be to make it "best three out of five" 15-minute periods, with each period being one point. So a blowout would feature three endings and last only 45 minutes, whereas a close game would last for an hour and 15 minutes and feature five endings.

But I'm just thinking out loud here.

Anyway, I definitely consider cue sports to be sports. If you don't, that's fine—be that way!

Mike

Book o' the Week

Lincoln: A Photobiography by Russell Freedman. A very brief, illustrated overview of the life of America's 16th President suitable for young people.

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Dave Levingston: "Funny this should come up today. I enter photos in the French PHOTO magazine contest every year. I almost always 'win' in that they publish one of my entries in the magazine. This year I had one entry that did not seem to fit any category. So just left the category blank. That's the photo that won. And they picked a category to put it in: 'Sport'

"Here's the photo...go figure...."

Richard Parkin: "All definitions are doomed! However, my view is that the activity should be 'sporting' which rules out most of the activities you’ve mentioned. In snooker, how is it 'sporting' to pot all the balls while you opponent sits glumly at the ringside?  ;-)  . Among the spectator 'sports' cricket possibly qualifies but not much else. Of the activities you mention I think fishing, by which I assume you mean angling, is sporting and it often causes little harm to the fish if they are returned to the water as is often the case."

Mike replies: You can "break and run out" in pool, in which case your opponent does not get a turn and can "sit glumly" etc. But never in the history of snooker has there been a single break-and-runout. The reason is that each frame necessarily starts out with a safety battle. So while the winner of each frame breaks off in the next frame, the opponent gets a chance at least once per frame to get in amongst the balls. It really is a beautiful game, in its game-like, strategic aspects—much better than any of the many pool games, none of which are as well designed.

By the way, the best game for beginners is not "stripes and solids." It's Simpson's Any-8, invented by Tom Simpson. Flip for break, and if the breaker makes one he keeps shooting at any ball on the table until he misses. The first one to eight wins. If the cue ball is pocketed, it is spotted on the center spot and the opposing player takes over, but all pocketed balls stay down.

It's a much easier game except in one respect: the players have to keep track of the score! That's why 8-ball is preferred, because score is automatic—just look at the balls remaining on the table. Any-8 is also very easy to handicap: if one player is consistently better, then just allow the weaker player to win on fewer balls. For example, I have to pocket eight balls, you only have to pocket six.

schralp: "An acquaintance who liked to send catchy postcards once sent me one with a cartoon drawing of two beer-bellied fellows in a John boat with unattended fishing lines in the water as they reclined and consumed malt beverages. The caption was one asking the other: 'If fishing is a sport, does that make us athletes?' Actually, I believe it was spelled athaletes….  ;-)  "

Mike replies: In Wisconsin there were semi-regular reports of hunters sitting in blinds up in trees until they got so drunk that they fell to the ground and hurt themselves.

T S Moore: "Basketball, baseball, etc. are games because they have officials who enforce agreed upon rules and there are multiple individuals on the team that contribute and cooperate. Fishing and hunting are examples of sports. The efforts of the individual are the only determining factor in the outcome. There are no officials enforcing the rules. Also the individual may choose more restrictive rules than other participants."

Yonatan Katznelson: "ESPN regularly televises the National Spelling Bee...if you can watch it on ESPN, then it's a sport."

Barry Reid: "Surely the 'in no way harms…' part also pretty much rules out equestrian sports? In particular, but not limited to, jump racing, as so many horses have been put down as a result of falls."

Gert-Jan: "The word sportsmanship also comes to mind: fairness, respect, graciousness in winning or losing. I kind of like the SportAccord definition, but what I still miss is the notion of awareness and fairness. That all involved know they are part of it, and have an equal chance of winning. Hunting and fishing would also not qualify as sport because the animal is not there by choice and has no chance of winning. Winning by killing does not show a lot of respect for the victim. 

With regard to getting hurt by a baseball, I would read 'in no way harmful' as 'the goal is not to harm.' Accidents can always happen, and some sports are more dangerous or rougher than others. I see that Merriam-Webster defines a game as 'a physical or mental competition conducted according to rules with the participants in direct opposition to each other,' and sport as 'a source of diversion.' Playing a game can be a sport, and a sport may also be a game...."

Luke: "My wife sent me to kart racing school as a birthday gift. After three days of racing, for only a few hours per day, I was plenty tired and sore. It's a real workout. These karts probably never went over 70mph, but that's fast when your butt is an inch off the ground. It's by far the most fun I've had on four wheels, at least in the front seat. Sport, indeed."

Mike replies: Several people replied that Formula 1 is arduous and physically demanding, but I never said it wasn't. I merely said it doesn't get you out of breath, which I don't believe it does; it's not anaerobic exercise.

By the way, didn't Aryton Senna believe that kart racing was the purest form of motor racing?

jeremy thomason: "This is quite a rabbit hole you have enticed me down. Some thoughts that popped into my head: Game fishing is a sport. Traditional field sports, covered by Field Sports magazine, are hunting, shooting, and fishing, none of which appear as field sports in the Olympics. Cricket is a sport but each match is a game. Sportsmanship is seen as something to aspire to while gamesmanship is seen in a more negative light. You personally can be a 'good sport' but not a 'good game.' Though games can be good. The sport known as football is often called the beautiful game. The Olympic Games are all sports. The Sporting Life newspaper in the UK covered mostly horse racing, while the similarly named magazine in the US covered trap shooting and baseball. And my favourite tongue in cheek quote from the Guardian 2011: 'sport is what the servants watch on the TV, game is what we shoot.' Sport and game are clearly synonyms; they are often differentiated but that depends on the linguistic/cultural context."

Open Mike: Mr. Lincoln

Abraham Lincoln is the quintessential and arguably the greatest American. You might think it would be possible to read everything that's been written about him if you set your mind to it, but one lifetime might not be long enough: Paul R. Tetreault, director of Ford's Theatre in Washington, D.C., says that more books have been written about Lincoln than any other person in world history except Jesus. He should know: in the lobby of the Ford's Theater Center for Education and Leadership (across the street from historic Ford's Theater) stands the Lincoln Book Tower, intended to contain all or most of the books ever written about the 16th President. The tower is eight feet in diameter and three and half stories tall!

The Lincoln Book Tower seen from above

With all those books out there, why recommend just one? The title should tell. Lincoln: A Photobiography by Russell Freedman is a "carefully curated" collection of images of Lincoln, in both photographs and other kinds of art. Lincoln, who was known as the most photographed man of his time, was arguably the first politician to understand the importance of what we now call "image" to both publicity and leadership.

And you can read it in a couple of hours: the text is a brief introduction to Lincoln's life intended for grade schoolers. Call me weird, but I don't necessarily scorn books for children. They give me the facts quickly and clearly and in overview, and I like that. It's always frustrated me that biographies in particular are by custom so long and detailed. The assumption is that we will want to know every detail that is known. Some such biographies can't even be contained in single volumes. William Manchester gave us 3,008 pages about Winston Churchill in three volumes, which is more than I want to know about Winston, and Dumas Malone had to go one better, giving us 3,329 pages about Thomas Jefferson, in six volumes. I sat down to rest midway through volume two and then let Tom Jefferson go on his way without me. At that rate you'd better be a pretty dedicated reader to acquaint yourself with more than a small handful of the interesting people of history by means of such books. I'd rather get the Cliff Notes. I collected a series for a while called "The Penguin Lives," in which a variety of writers were chosen to write short biographies of notable figures, but the series didn't last very long, unfortunately. There is one about Lincoln, however: Abraham Lincoln by Australian author Thomas Keneally, who also wrote Schindler's Ark, which was made into the movie Schindler's List. Because Thomas Keneally felt enough had been written about Lincoln during the war years, though, his biography covers only Lincoln's life before the war, which is leaving a lot out. Of course, poet Carl Sandburg famously gave the 3,300-page treatment to Mr. Lincoln, leaving not much out at all.

I can't speak to the reproduction quality in Lincoln: A Photobiography, originally published in 1986, because I only have the Kindle edition. But it's a good primer about Lincoln both biographically and photographically, and would make a nice brief introduction for any newcomer to Lincoln's story, whether a young person, or someone from another country, or just an American who wants the basic story laid out in summary, in plain English.

I've written about Lincoln before, for example in this post from 2006.

So what is the best full, adult biography? My vote would go to Benjamin P. Thomas (581 pages) as being the best written. It's graceful, restrained, moves along smartly, and is enjoyable to read. It seems shorter than it is.

I'm sure it's in the Tower. And by the way, the titles of the 6,800 or so books in the Lincoln Book Tower are real—they represent actual books—but the ones in the Tower are replicas made of aluminum, hollow, and all securely fastened together.

Mike

Book o' the Week

The Essential Calvin and Hobbes: a Calvin and Hobbes Treasury by Bill Watterson. I just read a dire, apocalyptic article about mental health during the pandemic, so I decided on trying an "off topic" book rec that is slightly lighter than our usual fare. If you don't appreciate it, don't worry, it's a blog. Something else will be along soon.

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Earl Dunbar: "I grew up deeply admiring Lincoln and devouring a lot of his story. That included a couple of trips to New Salem (Ilinois), one trip to the (newish) Lincoln museum in Springfield, Illinois, at least two to the gravesite(s) and numerous visits to his Springfield home at 8th and Jackson.

Lincoln Home National Historic Site, Springfield,
Illinois. Photo by George Longenecker.

"The home is, to me, the 'holy grail' of all the Lincoln sites. It is both sombre and inspiring at the same time. I have always gotten some chills when I’ve visited. It’s so well done that, even despite the presence of rope barriers, invariably I get the sense that Lincoln, Mary, Tad and all the family might casually just appear, going about their normal, pre-Presidential lives."

Open Mike: Jayson Shaw in Full Flow (OT)

Before I detour to pool, check this out. Maybe not elegant, but it works...this is the guy who comments here as JG, he of the Frankenkamera. As an aside, if you scroll up from there, you'll see a lovely color portrait of a beautiful young woman. Of course it doesn't detract from the picture, but note that nothing in that photograph is quite sharp. The eyes are close enough.

Now to pool. You know I need to point out that Jayson Shaw of Scotland has set a new record for high run in 14.1 straight pool.

14.1 is the name of a game. The player breaks, then can pocket any ball in any pocket scoring one point per ball. At the end of the rack, the player leaves one ball remaining and re-racks the other 14, leaving the space for the head ball vacant; then, the shot to pocket the free ball must also break open the rack, and the run continues. The game is also called straight pool. It was Mosconi's game, and the most prestigious pool game in his time, but it's fallen out of favor in recent decades. The faster, more freewheeling 9-ball, traditionally more of a gambler's game, is the leading game now, although it has lost some ground lately to 10-ball.

The most famous 14.1 record was set by Willie Mosconi in March of 1954, in an exhibition at the East High Billiard Club in Springfield, Ohio. Mosconi was shooting on an 8-foot "pro" or "plus" size Brunswick Exposition table (46x92" playing surface, slightly smaller than the 9-foot professional standard, which is 50x100 inches between the cushions). Willie shot 526 consecutive balls. At the end of that time, he didn't miss...he just got tired of pocketing balls, which he'd been doing for four and a half hours at that point, so he just packed it in.

That record stood for 65 years. There's no situation in the actual game where you'd naturally keep going and see how well you could do, so it's not something people try to do regularly. Even in exhibitions, Mosconi would usually sink 150 balls—a number that was a common finishing line for a match—and then quit.

The famous 526 was finally broken in May of 2019 by former World Straight Pool Champion John Schmidt, who was intentionally trying to break Mosconi's record. He had been training and making attempts for approximately a year. This effort culminated in a run of 626 balls on a 9-foot table with 5" corner pockets, using fast Simonis 760 cloth.

Around that time, straight pool aficionado Bobby Chamberlain, founder of the Legends of Pocket Billiards, had teamed up with owner Deon Chapman of Street Lights Billiards Academy in the Landmark Office Building in Alexandria, Virginia, to realize his longtime dream of setting up a facility where top professionals could come to attempt to break the 14.1 record—a private area with video recording (necessary to certify the results) where players could work all day for days or weeks at a time to attempt high runs. The first players to visit were Shane Van Boening, Ruslan Chinakhov, and Earl Strickland (Earl and Shane being the sport's only five-time U.S. 9-ball champions), who posted high runs of 308, 300, and 238 respectively.

Jayson Shaw, fresh from his record seventh straight win at Turning Stone, had only five days free in his schedule, so he played 12–13 hours a day to try to get it done. After many strong runs and a high of 407, his time came to an end. But he and his wife discussed it, and he ended up calling Chamberlain to see if he could try just one more day. "I felt like I was right there," said Shaw. Back at Street Lights on January 18th for one more try, he ran 11 racks on his first attempt, a run of 154, before missing a break shot.

Then it happened. First, he stopped to celebrate at 527 when he surpassed Mosconi. Then he passed Schmidt. "At 680 or 690, the way the balls were opening up, I thought I could run 1,000. I had already beat all the numbers that were out there. There was no pressure and I was free stroking. I broke the balls open at 714 and the cue ball went through the stack, bottom rail, and the length of the table to scratch." That set the new record at 714, coincidentally the same number as Babe Ruth's career home run total.

The intense week-long campaign left Shaw exhausted and sore, with an aching shoulder and blisters on his feet and on all the fingers of his bridge hand. He slept around the clock when he got home.

The video has been certified, but it's not online. If you're curious to see Jayson Shaw in top form, watch his match with U.K. snooker champion Judd Trump at the U.S. Open. Trump, coming over from snooker, had handily beaten two lower-level players, and fans in the U.K., who believe that snooker is a more difficult game than pool (it's certainly more beautiful) and that therefore snooker players should be able to beat pool players at their own game, were crowing that Trump would win the tournament. Bookies there agreed. Then he ran into a real top pool player in Shaw, who took him to school. It was so one-sided that Trump celebrated when he took his one and only rack off Shaw, preventing the ignominy of a shutout. Watch Shaw's cue ball control in particular. Masterful. Shaw in full flow is a beast.

Other top players want to put in time at Street Lights. Russia's Fedor Gorst, Yorkshireman Darren Appleton, and Corey Deuel from the U.S. have expressed interest, and Germany's Joshua Filler reportedly wants to spend two to three weeks in his attempt when his schedule permits.

How long will the latest record stand? Only time will tell. But right now, Jayson Shaw's amazing 714 is the high run to beat.

Mike
(Thanks to AZBilliards)

Book of Interest this Week

Home Fires Volume II: The Present. There is of course a Volume I: The Past.  TOP reader Bruce Haley has produced documentary work relating to conflict, humanitarian crises and environmental/industrial/land use issues for 30 years. He received the Robert Capa Gold Medal for his coverage of the ethnic civil war in Burma.

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Open Mike: How Many Places Have You Ever Lived?

["Open Mike" is the often off-topic, anything-goes Editorial page of TOP,
in which Yr. Hmbl. Ed. settles down about being all over the place.]

I started writing a piece about "things you don't want to forget" being a motivation for taking pictures; and that led to wondering how well I've done documenting my own life; and that led to wondering how many of the places I've lived I have pictures of; and that led to...well, counting all the places I've ever lived.

It was interesting, to me anyway. Any idea how many places you've lived, all told?

D.C. is not a State
I had to come up with some standards for counting. Different dorms at the same college counted as one place, but living off campus gets counted separately, because Shoestring Farm (we lived on a shoestring, you see) was across the river and way up into the hills of Vermont, very different from the stately Georgian halls of Dartmouth. Short stays only counted if I had no other place to live at the time. Would longer times away from home count? That's a judgement call, I guess—"sometimes" is the best answer I could come up with. I went on a Foreign Study League tour of Europe when I was 14, and was gone for six weeks, but I would never say "I lived in Europe once." On the other hand, my stepfather lived in Kenya for two years for his job, and it certainly seems legitimate to say he lived in Kenya, even if he still owned his house in the States throughout that time.

Anyway, here's my total. I've lived in:

• 22 different places
• 14 different cities or towns
• 10 different States
• 1 country

Is that a lot? A little? I have no idea. The longest I ever lived anywhere was 14 years, which I did deliberately because I wanted my son to have a stable place to call home while he was growing up.

By the way, I counted anywhere in a greater metropolitan area as being the same city, which was part of a curious counting anomaly. We lived in Bethesda just over the D.C. border, and I also lived in downtown D.C., so I counted all that as one city—Washington—but of course I had to count it as two different "States," D.C. and Maryland. Even though D.C. isn't technically a State. What I'm saying is that there are probably going to be some gray areas and/or judgement calls as you're counting.

I always had it vaguely in mind that I would live in England one day (and here I mean England, not Great Britain or the U.K.), but it looks now like that will never happen. Still, I have to say I would have liked to be a person who lived in more than one country. I would have liked to visit other continents, too—my total is two, North America and Europe. I had a chance to visit Asia when my mother and stepfather were in Singapore—both my brothers did—but I couldn't afford the plane ticket.

Neither better nor worse, just different
I have two relatives on different sides of the family, both women, both about my age, who seem to embody the extremes. One grew up in a Midwestern city in her parents' house, went to a local college, then bought a house a mile or two from the campus, and has lived there ever since. She's not agoraphobic—she travels—but she has a strong attachment to home. She's even thought she wanted to move a couple of times but couldn't bring herself to do it.

The other seems to switch houses every few years, will undertake epic drives at the drop of a proverbial hat, and just doesn't seem comfortable staying in one place very long. She finally bought a camper van! And from what she tells me I gather she doesn't even like staying at one campground for too long. Right now she's moseying along somewhere between Georgia and Michigan, dreading having to return to her house that's permanently attached to its foundation.

The first relative can't bring herself to move even within her home town; the second keeps going back to the same town in Michigan largely because it's a convenient epicenter between her three sons and growing brood of grandchildren, but she's lived in eight different houses in that same town. Not to mention all the other places she's lived.

I love them both, and I'm not criticizing either one of them in the slightest...I have no problem with people doing what they want to do or need to do. There's no "better" or "worse" in this, moving around a lot or staying put in one place. I think there are advantages and disadvantages to both. The interesting thing is just that the two of them are such opposite extremes in this regard.

Domiciles
But getting back to the memories aspect of photographs: I didn't deliberately collect pictures of all the places I lived as I moved through life, so my archives make a poor job of documenting where I've lived. And anyway, my archives are such a hodgepodge, such a jumble, that I'm forced to come to a conclusion that seems somewhat sad somehow: I'm actually no better at hanging on to photographs than I am at hanging on to memories.

I have to say that looking back from the end of middle age, there are two things* I wish I had done differently: one is that I wish I'd been more careful and conscientious about documenting my own life and the people in it.

Mike

*The other is that old joke: If I'd known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of my teeth. But that's a little gross.

Book o' the Week

Ara Güler's Istanbul, one of the more amazing books in my collection. I'm also amazed it's still in print. Not only does it culminate a longtime habit and a vast body of work for the Turkish photographer of Armenian descent, one of the few world-famous photographers from Turkey—a labor of love—but it's a unique and wonderful example of bookmaking. If you don't buy this, at least see one sometime.

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Richard U (partial comment): "One of the things I only learned with age was the importance of documenting everyday life. In the early days of my photography I was always chasing the interesting and 'different.' My father who was clearly a wiser man than I, always took a photo during birthdays and of the family Christmas gathering. As much as I hated them at the time, these are the most valuable photos I have."

Eric Brody (partial comment): "I am fascinated by the contrast between those who move and those who do not. When I lived in Chicago, on the lakefront, I had a friend, a native Chicagoan of Eastern European descent, who had family on the north side who had never been to the lake, despite living but a mile from its shores. Some Eastern Europeans have a shtetl mentality, born 'here,' grew up 'here,' married and raised a family 'here,' and will likely die 'here.'"

Mike replies: I keep meeting people here in Penn Yan who have never been to New York City. It's a six-hour drive. Then again, Aaron Rodgers could probably throw a football from the Corcoran School to the grounds of the White House, and I never went on a tour of the White House, so....

Sean: "Poverty might act as a slingshot for some, but for many its gravitational pull proves too hard to escape. People who spend their whole life in the same town are often viewed as parochial—largely by people who fail to see how the constraints of poverty play out in a person's life. To not see or understand those constraints is parochialism of another kind. It’s a view from a bubble clouded by class, social capital and expectation. It’s no wonder that so many people spend their whole life in such a comfortable place."

Henning: "Twenty-four places; 14 cities, towns, rural settings; 2 provinces, 3 states; 3 countries. I came over from Germany with my parents 70 years ago, grew up mostly in northern Alberta, studied some in California, spent my working life in southwestern British Columbia, and have traveled a lot and visited all continents. The longest I've spent in one home is 25 years in Vancouver, BC.

"The only regret I have concerning this topic is that I didn't travel more especially to places that are now realistically inaccessible, but I have been extremely fortunate."

Bryan Pollock (partial comment): "I may have kept up with your numbers but for the fact that we moved onto a sailboat in 1989 and have been on it ever since. In 2011 we buggered off for good and began traveling by boat full time. Since then, and thanks to how painfully slow we travel, means we’ve lived in five countries. Canada (both coasts) USA (both coasts) Mexico (west coast) Costa Rica (west Coast) Panama (Caribbean coast). We tend to travel based on dodging bad seasonal weather so we often hunker down wherever we find ourselves. That sometimes means we’re living locally somewhere for four to six months. Boat repairs will mean we stay longer. Panama was the record at two years. It was an unplanned way of traveling, but, as time wore on, I came to love it, because it meant really getting to know the region and people in a meaningful way—not to mention that the photo opps have been spectacular. Here’s the wife’s photo travel blog feed."

jh: "Won't bother to count, however, I built a house in the spot where my grandparents' house used to be. It is also just a few minutes from the house I grew up in and that I might end up back in as well at some point. The reason is absolutely not because I never wanted or had a chance to go or move anywhere else but because the city and country are arguably in the best possible location. I have traveled far and wide, still do (in a van most commonly), and have yet to find a better place to live in. Yes, there are many locations around the world that far exceed it in certain categories that are important in various stages of life, but none come very close as a whole package. This will always be my base camp as there's just no particular, convincing reason to leave."

Simon Griffee: "I started traveling with my mom and and dad at two years old and the count so far is: 36 different places; 20 different cities or towns; 10 countries; 5 continents. My best memories are of the friends made after meeting so many people and seeing that they are mostly the same, kind and generous, with only a very few bad apples here and there. After a while I learned the value of traveling light, of good, simple food, of appreciating and respecting nature, and of making do with what is at hand without becoming too attached to material things."

But if you would know, I am turning aside soon. I am going to have a long talk with Bombadil: such a talk as I have not had in all my time. He is a moss-gatherer, and I have been a stone doomed to rolling. But my rolling days are ending, and now we shall have much to say to one another.

—Gandalf in J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings

Jim Buttel: "I'm old (73) and peripatetic I guess: 30 addresses; 20 towns or cities; 7 states, all in the U.S., but I spend some time every summer in Canada at a house we have there.... Longest in any one place: nine years in Newry, Maine."

Phil: "Thirteen addresses; 7 villages/towns/cities; 4 counties; 1 country (unless England/Scotland counts as two). On the other hand in 2021 my parents celebrated 50 years of living in the same house (which is also where I spent the first 18 years of my life)."

Olivier: "Change in one's life can take so many forms. This is well exemplified by my own family history.

"My grandfather was born and died in the same house in Alsace (now a French region), a house from which he never moved. And yet he changed nationality three times. He was born German in 1906, became French at the end of WWI, then German again when WWII started, and French again when it ended. After that, my grandmother used to ask him, "What exactly are we right now?"

"My father was the family's adventurer as he has lived in several villages in the region. He finally settled 15 km away with my mother, who was a person of such a different culture (Catholic vs. Protestant!) that both families opposed the wedding. My grandfather did not attend when it took place. In some way, I am the child of a happy version of Romeo and Juliet.

"And here I am at 52, having lived in four countries on three continents, and I consider my life much simpler than the lives of my ancestors.

"I guess the family's exponential trend regarding mobility has to come to an end...or I should grow concerned for my own children!"

Open Mike: Ice Dams! (OT)

Icicles hanging off a snow-covered roof in the winter are picturesque, but what you might be seeing is something that can ruin a valuable house as surely as a three-alarm fire. It's a dreaded term in the north: ice-dams.

Here's a great explanation of how ice dams form and why. If some of those illustrations don't make you wince, I'm guessing you're not a homeowner.

As the fellow in the video says, "water always wins."

The pool shed
The pool-table shed I bought last year immediately preceded a serious downturn in my economic fortunes, never robust in the first place, and if I had it to do over again I definitely wouldn't. It turned out to be very bad timing. However, since it's done and dusted, I'll say it's one of the best things I've ever bought for myself in my life. Second only to the used Miata I had for three years starting in 2010. I've really enjoyed it.

Of course, I rank a lot of things more highly that I've done for others, including paying for my son's college education and digging deep to pay for my late dog Lulu's TPLO operation even though I was desperately poor at the time. I'm proud of certain charitable donations too. In 2006 I had pneumonia, and received some expensive medical care from a local free clinic for the uninsured. After I got more prosperous I donated $500 to that clinic every year for a number of years. It's satisfying to repay such a debt. But I digress.

The pool table shed has been a steady source of pleasure. In the 13 months I've had it, not including when I'm traveling, I've missed a day only about twice. On a normal day I probably go out there four times, sometimes for just ten minutes, occasionally for as long as an hour. Longer when friends come over to play.

I won't be playing any pool today, however. The reason: ice dams! I saw a leak inside the pool table shed for the first time yesterday. Oh no! Gotta protect my investment.

Perfect storm?
The conditions are perfect for ice dams. There's a lot of snow on the roof, which supplies the water. And it's been cold, so I've been pumping a lot of heat into the shed. Two inches of spray foam insulation on the ceiling, it turns out, isn't enough to keep the heat away from the shingles. So water forms under the snow and then trickles down to the unheated edge of the roof, where it promptly freezes. Repeat indefinitely and before you know it there's a ridge of ice three inches thick. Behind that ridge, water builds up and works its way back up under the shingles. Water always wins.

Last week on a warmish day I got up on a ladder and removed all the ice dams by hand. And just as soon as the temperature plummeted they were back with a vengeance. It was 40°F on Monday, and I got all the ice dams removed again (carefully) using a spade. But as long as it's below freezing, I plan to leave the temperature in the pool shed at 35°F, just above freezing, to try to minimize the problem.

By the way, you'd think it would be easy to just get up on the roof and shovel the snow off, but, apart from the risk to my not-so-nimble self, I'm not really sure the roof can support my weight. I think I'd break the adhesion between the rafters and the insulation on the inside, weakening the structure.

Billiard hall at Paul Smith's casino, Adirondack Mountains, 1905. Courtesy Shorpy.

Of course, the best thing to do would have been to build a better building in the first place. But we're all bound by budgets. Most of us, anyway.

Fixes
Here's what I'll do today—a temporary fix. Ice-Melt in nylon stockings (now where in the world do you buy nylon stockings? I don't have the first clue) to create channels through the ice for the trapped water to escape. As soon as I can, I'll try to install a better solution: heated de-icing cables for the roof.

The best solution would be more insulation under the roof. My rafters are 2x6's, so there's still room for more insulation—Rockwool, maybe? Unfortunately there's an impediment: the pool table. With the pool table already in place, it's no longer convenient to get to the ceiling above it.

The biggest problem with the heated de-icing cables? I don't really trust myself to install them by myself, and it's such a small job that I'm unlikely to be able to entice a tradesman to help me. Around here, the trades are in high demand, so they're pretty picky about what jobs they'll take on. I already have several jobs around my property that are too big for me to do alone but too small to hire anyone to help me with. As Roseanne Roseannadanna used to say, it's always something.

Anyway, beware icicles! When the weather is just right, or rather, just wrong, icicles are a big warning flag for possible damage to your house.

Mike

Book o' the Week:

Ernst Haas: New York in Color 1952–1962. "When Haas moved from Vienna to New York City in 1951, he left behind a war-torn continent and a career producing black-and-white images. For Haas, the new medium of color photography was the only way to capture a city pulsing with energy and humanity. These images demonstrate Haas's tremendous virtuosity and confidence with Kodachrome film and the technical challenges of color printing."

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Ronny Nilsen: "Getting the snow of the roof can be done without climbing by using a snow roof rake."

Mike replies: A lot of people have suggested that, and it would be a good suggestion, except that one side of the shed roof is pretty much right next to the barn wall. So there'd be no room on that side to use a roof rake.

I have a friend coming out tomorrow to give me a quote on installing those zigzag heated cables. I know they use a lot of electricity, but I'd really only need them a few times a year.