You were always there to listen

Hoods UpStreet Smart Cyclist

The Freakonomics blog asks this question:

Do bicyclists contribute their fair share to the transportation network? An Oregon lawmaker thinks not, and has proposed a law requiring cyclists to pay a $54 registration fee every two years. A Portland bike blog interviewed the lawmaker in question, who explained the proposal this way: “[B]ikes have used the roads in this state forever and have never contributed a penny. The only people that pay into the system are those people who buy motor vehicle licenses and registration fees.” Considering the enormous benefits of investments in bicycle infrastructure, can even a tax-hating bicyclist concede his point, at a registration cost of just over 7 cents a day?

This idea is so full of fail that I don’t even know where to start. For one, there’s the massive public subsidization of driving, to the tune of billions of dollars, in a multitude of ways. There’s the city layouts designed with cars in mind. There’s the attitude toward parking (it’s a right) and ever-wider lanes (a necessity).

Moving beyond that, you could easily point out the HUGE externalities that come with driving (in terms of pollution, global warming, traffic accidents, oil dependency, etc.) and note that riding a bike incurs none of those. With this in mind, you might further suggest that governments generally ought to tax behavior they don’t approve of in order to subsidize positive behavior.

This helps to counter the only “reasonable” argument for bike registration: that it helps to keep tabs on accidents, thefts, and so on. But since bike riding is pretty valuable, why not offer a rebate of $10 bucks for registering your bike?

As if all that wasn’t enough, one might also be inclined to remember that riding a bike does no damage to roads – while crawling over them in a metal box that weighs several tons tears them to shreds.

In short, this is a stupid stupid idea that only sounds vaguely plausible because of a society steeped in the valorization of the automobile as the symbol of freedom and all that is good in the world. In an era when we ought to start cutting back on the perverse incentives in favor of car travel, proposals like this suggest we still have a long way to go.

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We speak our vows and sorry whispers

The Hazards of Love 4 – The Decemberists

Ill-conceived, poorly executed, tiresome, ridiculous. These are not words I ever wanted to write about a Decemberists album. And yet, what else can I do?

That band that I fell in love with on Valentine’s Day, 2003 (when they opened for Carissa’s Wierd), they wrote dreamy songs that glowed like the porchlight of a house in the woods in the deep mist of a cold evening. Even more, they made music that beckoned invitingly. It was corny, occasionally overwrought, but never felt the least bit false. The result was songs like “Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect” or “Grace Cathedral Hill” – which expected a little something from you, but which were ready to reveal themselves if you made the effort.

For the next few albums, they drifted further and further away from the magical sense of that first record. But you couldn’t really begrudge them, because they were putting out basically a record a year and had still failed to produce a single song that I didn’t like.

However, all the warning signs were there. The experimentation with the prog-rock Tain EP, the movement toward longer, more operatic, less tuneful songs. Picaresque was a good album, but if what I loved about the band originally was the dreaminess of their sound, then it represented the experience of waking up and grimacing at a far less charmful world. Then there was The Crane Wife, which featured five songs that suggested a return – a glorious, beautiful return – but also had a run of four songs (The Perfect Crime 2, When the War Came, Shankill Butchers, Summersong) that ranged from boring to horrifically bad.

The question was where they would go from there. Sadly, if Hazards of Love is any indication, they see their future as a literary prog-metal band. Gone is the gentle subtlety. Gone is the sense of restraint. Quirkiness has now been replaced by full-bore art-rock squalls. Frankly, it’s a bit embarrassing to listen to in patches. And the few solid songs that dot the landscape are lost under the sea of “what were they thinking?”

The record opens (opens!) with a minute of silence. At various points later in the record you almost wish they’d default back to that. The next track “The Hazards of Love 1” isn’t terrible, but is pretty one-note.

However, before you can lose hope, the next three tracks are all pretty decent, which is enough to give you a dollop of hope. “A Bower Scene” feels a bit too mid-period Death Cab, but is good enough. And then there’s “Won’t Want for Love,” which incorporates female vocals and a bit of a dirty guitar riff into a pretty solid little track. Finally, “The Hazards of Love 2” would fit in reasonably on one of the past few records. In combination, they hint at what this record might have been.

Unfortunately, things go downhill quickly. “Isn’t It a Lovely Night” is a pretty spectacular failure to produce a male/female harmony. It’s even more frustrating given how perfectly Meloy and Laura Veirs fit together on “Yankee Bayonet” from the last record. And then there’s “The Wanting Comes in Waves / Repaid” which is the track I’m mostly thinking of when I talk about being embarrassed. Yikes. I hope to never hear that one again in my life.

There are very few songs of note from there on. “Interlude” is pleasant, but at 1:40 it doesn’t offer anything more than you’d expect from the title. “The Rake’s Song” is like the zombie doppelganger of the character sketches from Castaways and Cutouts. Where that album portrayed the misbegotten in clever and intriguing ways, this time around it shuffles along with all the subtlety of a 2×4 to the face. “The Abduction of Margaret” is admittedly another nice track, but once again is only about two minutes long. But the next four tracks all fall into the “if I never hear them again, it’ll be too soon” category. “The Hazards of Love 3” in particular, makes me grit my teeth just thinking about it.

Finally, after wading through all that muck, there is one brief shining light in “The Hazards of Love 4” which is legitimately a very good song. It’s almost enough to make up for some of the muck you had to wade through to get to it. Still, on an album pushing an hour, there’s probably only 20 minutes worth of music I’ll ever go out of my way to listen to again. And, considering this is coming from a band that might otherwise have challenged for the title of my favorite band of the aughts, that’s pretty sad.

Here’s what it all comes down to. The thing I always loved about The Decemberists is the way that they could make music that felt like it was written just for me. They put themselves out there and invited you to join them on a romp. The Hazards of Love has none of that sentiment. This is self-absorbed art, made with pretension, cold and dark. They want you to Be Impressed or Be Amazed, but there’s absolutely no sense of a shared connection. You can take it or leave it as you like, but there’s no sense that they want you to be a part of it. For me, that’s what sets it apart – and what ruins it.

I realize I’ve completely failed to talk about the story of the album. That’s because I’m simply not willing to put in the effort necessary to figure it out. Maybe it’s clever, but I’m not really willing to listen to music I don’t like to find out.

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Good times never seemed so good

Long time, no blog.

As I’ve mentioned a few times before, a significant chunk of the last 13 years of my life has been devoted to debate. It was what kept me interested in high school (which otherwise was a crushing bore for the most part). It’s what I did in college. I coached debate for the five years after finishing college. It’s how I met most of my close friends. In short, it’s been a defining element of my adult life.

I started grad school this year, the first major move into a new world. However, I also kept up a 3/4 time job in the debate world. It was a nice transition – being able to start something new without having to give up on the old entirely. But the season has just come to a close, and I think it’s time to really declare an end on that chapter of my life.

Of course, I’ll still be working at Dartmouth this summer with debate. And I’ll still pop up here and there at tournaments (particularly the four of them in Berkeley next year), but it’ll all be a lot less official and involved.

So anyways, here’s to new beginnings and endless memories of happy times. I want to pick a few tracks that really define my debate-life, but in one sense that would just include basically everything from the past decade-plus. So here’s a couple that carry some especially significant meaning (and no, I’m not going to explain what that meaning is).

Sweet Caroline – Neil Diamond
Tin Soldiers – Mighty Mighty Bosstones
Third Planet – Modest Mouse
Years Ago – Super Deluxe
Westfall – Okkervil River

Due to the long break (and the large amount of pretty solid good albums that have come out recently), I’ve got plenty to write about in the next few weeks. But in the spirit of springtime in Santa Cruz, I’m going to the beach instead.

Presumably, relatively full-time posting should return tomorrow.

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Why am I so willing to be the villain?

The Villain – The Old 97s
Sittin on a Pitchfork – Young Fresh Fellows

Am I the only one who’s having a hard time getting worked up about this AIG bonuses thing? It certainly seems that way. Don’t get me wrong: it’s certainly irritating that these bonuses exist, but I find the way it’s blown up to be rather silly for any number of reasons.

First of all, it’s produced some really nutty responses, including a number of folks who have asked why we can’t just refuse to pay the bonuses. The obvious answer is that not doing so would be illegal. “Well,” the reply goes, “so what if it is? They’re big, stupid meanies and if they want to sue, the public will revile them.”

That’s true, of course, but it’s also a tremendously instrumentalist (and rather disturbingly authoritarian) notion of the role of government. I thought we were the side who was interested in upholding principles of law – not just when it’s easy, but also when it’s difficult. You don’t just toss the law aside to make a point.

Now, the solutions which propose creating a tax rate of 100% on bonuses handed out by the companies who received bailouts seem more reasonable. There’s an argument that such efforts might run afoul of the law, but according to law-talking folks it’s probably not a strong one. And there’s a clear difference between a law which might arguably be unconstitutional and one which clearly and deliberately breaks a contract.

That said, Nate Silver makes an argument I find persuasive. Namely, that it’s a somewhat troubling when the federal government steps in so blatantly on questions like this. It quite possibly is legal, but it’s still a little bit distasteful. He likens it to the Schiavo stuff, which was in an equally gray area between legal authority to do something and the ickiness of actually stepping in.

Above all, I’m more than a bit uncomfortable with the way this has become THE story. Health care, energy, education, the incredible complexities that go into actually trying to resuscitate the financial system…all of that gets pushed aside because finally we’ve got a simple story with a clear villain. “Alright,” the country says, “we’ve found some Bad People and we want justice.”

In this instance, the justice may be simple enough to portion out. But this sort of attitude isn’t going to just go away. There’s going to be more and more demands for simple stories with easy morals, clear determinations of who is good and who is bad. And that simply isn’t going to work. This is a complicated mess and the more that the heroic populism is valorized, the more difficult it’s going to be for people to come to terms with the fact that there simply is no ideal solution. There’s no way to perfectly separate the people who deserve help on their mortgates from those who were speculating. There’s no way to fix the financial problem without it helping many of the “people who were responsible.” And there is certainly no way of learning a lesson from this if we don’t come to terms with the way that we all bear some collective guilt.

That’s the reason why I’m already quite weary of this issue. Pointing fingers and hyperventilating about bonuses only seems to confirm the version of the story where vengeance is the priority, and it must come swiftly.

Chris Bowers claims that this is a really big deal: “Just in case you thought that bloggers and media types like me are simply showing faux outrage over an issue people don’t really care about, Gallup’s latest public opinion survey disabuses us all of that notion.” But I think that misses the point. I certainly don’t deny that there is real outrage. Obviously, there is. I just think there’s a lot of real outrage over a faux issue.

People are getting out the big guns on this. “What did you know about the bonuses and when did you know it?” style stuff. But all that it really means to me is that the administration made a political mistake in misjudging how much people were going to freak out about this. The reason they didn’t make a massive effort on this until this week is because (rightly, I think) they judged about 7 million other things as being more important material issues.

Now, as I said, that was clearly a political misjudgment. And they could (and should) have resolved this before it blew up like this. But still, c’mon. I guess I just have a lot less patience for the optics of a situation. Especially when the idea of “good optics” is just a clear impossibility. I understand that people are going to be upset about this sort of thing, but it seems like progressive folks are going to be far better served by working against false expectations of easy solutions, rather than working as hard as they can to build them up.

When the financial mess is about how it “plays” – it’s always going to be bad for Obama and the Democrats. We’re in charge now and any solution is going to look bad to a LOT of people. But if we insist on perfect solutions we’re probably going to encounter every horrible cliche (making the best the enemy of the good, baby out with the bathwater, etc.), and in the process make it far more difficult to engage in the sort of damage-limitation policies that AREN’T ideal, but which have (so far) prevented a crisis from turning into a depression.

Just to be clear, I do agree that the bonuses are aggravating. And I do not buy the argument that failure to deliver them is going to somehow devastate the workability of our reform efforts. And while I feel vaguely concerned that this might have a limited spillover effect that will cause people to distrust the government’s promises, I don’t really see that as a viable argument against doing something.

Mostly I’m just frustrated by the way this has pushed aside a ton of other important questions, and threatened to support an attidue that blames individual bankers and demands clear-cut, black and white solutions. The Obama team have brought this upon themselves to a certain extent by failing to resolve this beforehand, but I think the folks pulling out the pitchforks might be well-served to think about where to go from here.

If the administration has been poor on this issue so far, Obama had a speech today that is far more promising. He said: “I don’t want to quell anger, I think people are right to be angry. I’m angry. What I want us to do though is to channel our anger in a constructive way. We need to stabilize the financial system, get credit flowing again to businesses and consumers and make sure that we change how these businesses operate so that they don’t put us in a situation in which when things go bad taxpayers have to foot the bill and when things go good folks are getting not just $6 million bonuses but $30 or $40 million bonuses.”

That’s precisely the right attitude, and I hope people who have raised arms on this are willing to take some credit for beating the populist drum but also recognize when their efforts have achieved some success. If the point of all this is that these bonuses just make people mad, then it’s pretty pointless. If the point is that the bonuses are representative of bigger problems in the system, and this helps to motivate action to start tackling those issues, then I’ll be happy.

I’ll be honest, though, that I’m a little worried the former is going to turn out to be the way this plays out.

UPDATE: Kevin Drum puts it all a lot more succinctly, pointing out that some real, actual significant news happened today in the Fed’s efforts to basically TRY to cause inflation. His conclusion: “That’s what the adults were up to, anyway. Back in make believe land, meanwhile, it was AIG bonus time 24/7. Gotta keep Congress busy with something, I guess.”

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Having a kind of man reaction

Dollhouse – True Believer

I guess this episode might have been my favorite yet. I’m still not sure that’s saying much though.

It felt reasonably suspenseful at the time, though in retrospect I’m not really sure why.

Until the end, the metaphor was actually reasonably understated. Of course, the final couple minutes blew that to bits. I mean, it doesn’t take much to convey that the dollhouse is equivalent to a cult where the dolls are kept hidden from the reality of the world outside. We certainly didn’t need an over-the-top obvious speech to clarify it for us.

I’m curious if there are going to be any episodes of this show where a masculinized figure DOESN’T slap or punch a woman? Seriously, what is up with that?

Eliza Dushku’s performance as Esther for the first 15-20 minutes was the most impressed I’ve been with her so far. I actually thought she was fairly convincing in the role. It was all ruined however, when her sight returned and she instantly transformed into…Faith. Out of nowhere, this religious, peace-loving, gentle person became super-aggressive, ordered people around, clobbered someone on the back of the head, etc. Even her tone of voice and accent changed. It was truly bizarre.

I guess it could be a suggestion that more and more of her “real” personality (whether that means Caroline or whether it means that there’s really an Echo personality that is developed). But once again, this requires faith on my part that there will be future revelations that help to make sense of what appear to be mistakes. And I’m getting a little bit tired of trying to invent excuses for them. Joss’s last show got cancelled after a dozen episodes – I’m not sure they can afford to play around with dangling modifiers and hope to tie them up later. There may not BE a later.

I thought the dialogue between Topher and Dr. Saunders was pretty well done, and funny. Some people seem to think that Topher was painfully awkward, but I think that’s exactly the point. I like that he comes off as brilliant, but painfully and completely socially maladjusted.

Maia at Alas, a blog makes a great point about this:

People have compared Topher to Wash and Xander, and I think this comparision is one of the reasons I enjoy the character so much. I think the connection goes beyond the smart-ass wise-cracking-ness. The way Xander and Wash treated women made me uncomfortable, there was possession and objectification, but we were still supposed to think they were loveable. I feel like Topher is making that point for me, we’re not supposed to love him – we’re supposed to find his comments about women sleeping together for his enjoyment repellent. It’s very refreshing.

Finally, I like what they’ve done with Adele lately. Her character is coming alive slowly, but with a subtlety they seem to be lacking with most of the other elements of the show. Dr. Saunders is much the same way. I’m feeling myself starting to like them, in part because they seem a lot more real than the hit-you-over-the-head stylizations of most other characters.

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When lost is all you have

Today’s collection of music I never got around to posting about last year is built on the theme of “indie pop.” None of these tracks breaks any major barriers in sound or style. What they do offer is pop music you don’t need to feel guilty about.

Sleepwalker – The Sister Lovers

This track occupies that nice space in between DIY and studio gloss. The layers of sound betray a certain degree of studio production values, but there’s also a delightful looseness in it. You can pick up their debut EP from their myspace, or on iTunes.

Lost – The Mary Onettes

Sounding like it fell through a time warp from London circa 1983, this track is a piece of pure synth-driven pop with more than a nod of the head toward bands like the Jesus and Mary Chain and New Order. They’ve captured the atmosphere quite well, conveying the sense of quick movement across a gauzy background. Sure, it’s a little bit predictable, but once it gets going it’s just too big and exciting to resist. The Mary Onettes are actually based out of Sweden and ply their trade on the wonderful Labrador label.

Post – Oh! Custer

Finally, we’ve got this gem of a track from Oh! Custer. Far less polished than the other two tracks, it’s the sort of jangly little song that just makes your heart ache. The vocal sound distant, as if they were sitting in the backseat of a car watching your with tear-stained eyes as it drives away. I know virtually nothing about them except that they appear to be from Sweden and they write beautiful songs.

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He denies the world but it is himself that he denies

More songs I failed to post about last year…

Black Birds – The Ghost Orchid

I know very little about The Ghost Orchid, except that they put together beautiful little slices of instrumental electronic pop. This one is is quiet and lovely, beckoning with a smile, but making no demands. It glides smoothly along a gentle electronic beat, while the keyboard offers minute variations on a theme. It makes me think of cherry blossoms in the spring.

Bees Bein’ Strugglin’ – The Octopus Project
An Evening With Rthrtha – The Octopus Project

The Octopus Project produces a more insistent form of the same music. The sound is more brazen, more emphatic, more joyful. It moves more quickly, dipping and diving through walls of artificial sound. Both these tracks are from 2007’s excellent Hello, Avalanche.

Brightness – Organic Stereo

One more variation on the theme is this selection from Organic Stereo, which sounds exactly like you’d expect from their name. It’s got more of the glitches and tripped little beats than the others, but also offers a far more…well, for lack of a better word…organic interaction between the electronics, the gently rising hints of strings, the keyboards which dart in and out like they’re playing a game of hide-and-seek with all the other sounds.

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No one’s a true believer

I’ve got a backlog of stuff I never reviewed last year, so I’m going to try and post a few of them over the next couple days. I’m right in the middle of an insanely busy time of year. I’ve got finals, immediately followed by the last two debate tournaments of my life as a (relatively) full-time debate coach. It’s going to the coolest.

But anyways, I need the occasional break, so posting on some of this stuff will be a nice respite.

True Believer – Aimee Mann

I grow increasingly frustrated with Aimee Mann with every album. It’s not that they’re bad – by any stretch – it’s just that she seems insistent on sounding more and more dour with each record. She’s an amazing songwriter with a wonderful, earthy voice. And she can write songs like this with ease. Which is all nice enough. But I miss the majesty, the explosions, the overwhelming pathos of the Magnolia soundtrack. Set yourself free, Aimee. Mix things up and let songs like this feel like the comfortable pillow that we land back on after dancing in the clouds. Don’t get me wrong, @#%&*! Smilers is a good album and well worth your time. I just know that it could have been truly great.

Looking Into It – All Girl Summer Fun Band

I’ll admit I have a hard time taking a band called the All Girl Summer Fun Band seriously. That said, they’ve always been one of those bands I felt like I should like more than I actually did. Sunny little pop songs are totally my thing, but it just never really clicked. On Looking Into It, that finally changed. It helps that they got a little more introspective – and that they upped the production values without letting that turn into nothing more than an effort to “clean up” the sound.

There’s some delightful little pop songs that still manage to pack a bit of a punch – “Lost” for example. But definitely my favorite song is the title track, partly because it’s so simple. On balance, I’d almost always prefer a song with words – it’s such a big a part of the experience for me. But sometimes there’s a track that’s perfect without the complications. “Looking Into It” is one of those. Only 2:19 long, it’s the sort of song you want to carry around in your pocket, folded up in your wallet with pictures yourself as a 9 year old with dorky glasses and random cards you never use – just so it’ll be there whenever that perfect moment comes. Sadly, I don’t have a wallet, so I’m stuck listening to it on an iPod. The 21st century strikes again, I suppose.

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I’ve had to live with some hard promises

Insider – Tom Petty

One of Obama’s campaign promises was to fill his administration with people who weren’t coming directly out of lobbying gigs. It turns out that this is more difficult than might have been anticipated, resulting in a lot of unfilled positions. The conventional wisdom seems to be that this was just a promise made for the campaign trail which has come back to haunt them now that they actually have to govern.

Which is true to an extent. But why does everyone treat this like it’s a failure of the Administration? Doesn’t the very fact that it’s difficult to even construct an administration without tapping into people coming straight out of lobbying suggest some very bad things about our political process?

Maybe it was a mis-step to make the promise. I’m sure there are plenty of people in the administration right now who are incredibly frustrated by it. But maybe it’s one of those situations where the right thing doesn’t correspond with the easy thing.

One other thought: I know we’re in a period of major crisis and it feels like everything needs to get done instantly. And there’s some truth to that, too. But looked at another way, we’re only 50 days into the new administration. If it takes them another month or two to get all these spots filled, will the entire world collapse? I don’t think so.

And if timing is really so crucial, doesn’t that once again signal a larger problem with our lame duck system? Why wasn’t stimulus passed back in November? The will of the public had been made clear, the effort was attempted, but there weren’t enough votes and there wasn’t a president willing to push for or sign it.

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Throw some ground balls – it’s more democratic

If you have any interest in baseball, I hope you’ve been following the World Baseball Classic over the last week or so. It’s baseball’s attempt to build something like the World Cup, and despite this only being the second time through (the first one was in 2006) I think it’s really been quite impressive.

There are plenty of complaints, ranging from the fact that the players could get hurt (oh noes! athletes run the risk of injury while playing their sport?!) to an insistence that since there’s no history to it people shouldn’t care. They also might say that “the best players already all play in MLB and I can just watch them there.” To all that, I say phooey. There are great players in Cuba, Japan, and Korea and it’s awesome to watch them face off against the MLB stars. Also, things develop a history over time. The World Cup wasn’t treated as a truly big deal for decades – the European teams didn’t travel to the South American World Cups and vice versa. The WBC is neat, and I could very easily see it being an ingrained and important part of growing up as a baseball fan for a kid born in, say, 2020.

So far there have been more exciting, intense, and all-around awesome games than some MLB seasons get over the whole playoffs. Add in the astonishing results of the Netherlands beating the Dominican Republic not once but TWICE, and you’ve got something impressive. For an idea of just how unbalanced those Holland/Dutch games were, recognize that the DR is basically composed of established major league all-stars at every position, while the Dutch team was almost entirely compsoed of guys in A-ball, or playing in the Dutch league. Actually, if you just switch the teams and the sports – it’s approximately as shocking as it would be if the DR beat Holland twice in a week at soccer.

Also, the Dutch called baseball honkbal. Really.

The final complaint people have about the tournament is that they don’t like the way this sort of event encourages nationalism. They’re happy watching their MLB + the teams they’re used to rooting for and see no need to engage with this sort of event

Ironically, this is an incredibly American attitude: I like what I like – who needs the rest of the world. They want to impress me, come play in our league. The way I see it, the ability to declare baseball-nationalism a bad thing stems almost entirely from the security felt by being able to exist right in the middle an American baseball hegemony. All the best players have to come here to play, and we get to cheer for them on American (or Canadian if you support Toronto) teams, in and American environment. You don’t have to pay attention to the fact that Carlos Delgado feels Puero Rican. You don’t have to care that Miguel Cabrera comes from Venezuela. Sure, there’s no overt chants of “USA! USA!” but that’s precisely the point. Being able to call out nationalism is a luxury of those who exist in a world blanketed by American attitudes, cultural references, desires, economics, etc.

In my mind, there’s clearly a lot of problems with nationalism, but I’m far more worried about the American attitude of total dismissal (and ignorance) of anything the rest of the world has to offer than I am about some people cheering on the US in some baseball games.

The WBC is great because it’s the one format that puts baseball on display without assimilating all of these great players into the American norm. I say, it’s far better to channel your nationalism into the sporting arena, where you cheer your country, feel pain when you lose, but be willing to recognize the talent that other countries might also have on offer. There’s honor and mutual recognition that comes with the territory. As long as its engaged with that in mind, stuff like this seems a lot healthier than the alternative.

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