Mama's House

Celebrate appropriately.

So I went in yesterday to pay for our softball team - by the way, those who haven't yet paid please do so as soon as possible - and found out a couple of the team names we'll be going up against. One of them is MGA Entertainment, I believe they're a team from the makers of Bratz, and a team called the Red Hotts.

Seriously, a team of doll makers and a team that named themselves after candy should pose no problems for the BALCO Co. Team.

Also, are we doing something Saturday for softball?

• In The First 10 minutes: 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system. (100% of your recommended daily intake.) You don’t immediately vomit from the overwhelming sweetness because phosphoric acid cuts the flavor allowing you to keep it down.
  
• 20 minutes: Your blood sugar spikes, causing an insulin burst. Your liver responds to this by turning any sugar it can get its hands on into fat. (There’s plenty of that at this particular moment)
  
• 40 minutes: Caffeine absorption is complete. Your pupils dilate, your blood pressure rises, as a response your livers dumps more sugar into your bloodstream. The adenosine receptors in your brain are now blocked preventing drowsiness.
  
• 45 minutes: Your body ups your dopamine production stimulating the pleasure centers of your brain. This is physically the same way heroin works, by the way.

For the rest.

This time there is no controversy.

Leave it the famous playwright, David Mamet, to articulate why I'm a conservative.

I'd observed that lust, greed, envy, sloth, and their pals are giving the world a good run for its money, but that nonetheless, people in general seem to get from day to day; and that we in the United States get from day to day under rather wonderful and privileged circumstances—that we are not and never have been the villains that some of the world and some of our citizens make us out to be, but that we are a confection of normal (greedy, lustful, duplicitous, corrupt, inspired—in short, human) individuals living under a spectacularly effective compact called the Constitution, and lucky to get it.

For the Constitution, rather than suggesting that all behave in a godlike manner, recognizes that, to the contrary, people are swine and will take any opportunity to subvert any agreement in order to pursue what they consider to be their proper interests....

The Constitution, written by men with some experience of actual government, assumes that the chief executive will work to be king, the Parliament will scheme to sell off the silverware, and the judiciary will consider itself Olympian and do everything it can to much improve (destroy) the work of the other two branches. So the Constitution pits them against each other, in the attempt not to achieve stasis, but rather to allow for the constant corrections necessary to prevent one branch from getting too much power for too long.

Rather brilliant. For, in the abstract, we may envision an Olympian perfection of perfect beings in Washington doing the business of their employers, the people, but any of us who has ever been at a zoning meeting with our property at stake is aware of the urge to cut through all the pernicious bullshit and go straight to firearms.

Rather brilliant indeed. It has occurred to me that, whereas conservatives would rather limit the powers of the government because government intervention tends to fuck up so many of the things it intervenes in, liberals are much more inclined to blame the fuck ups on the people running the government. Liberals seem to believe that they are more godlike mannered than their political foes. Well...

I found not only that I didn't trust the current government (that, to me, was no surprise), but that an impartial review revealed that the faults of this president—whom I, a good liberal, considered a monster—were little different from those of a president whom I revered.

Bush got us into Iraq, JFK into Vietnam. Bush stole the election in Florida; Kennedy stole his in Chicago. Bush outed a CIA agent; Kennedy left hundreds of them to die in the surf at the Bay of Pigs. Bush lied about his military service; Kennedy accepted a Pulitzer Prize for a book written by Ted Sorenson. Bush was in bed with the Saudis, Kennedy with the Mafia. Oh.

One last long passage if you haven't already clicked over to read it all.

Do I speak as a member of the "privileged class"? If you will—but classes in the United States are mobile, not static, which is the Marxist view. That is: Immigrants came and continue to come here penniless and can (and do) become rich; the nerd makes a trillion dollars; the single mother, penniless and ignorant of English, sends her two sons to college (my grandmother). On the other hand, the rich and the children of the rich can go belly-up; the hegemony of the railroads is appropriated by the airlines, that of the networks by the Internet; and the individual may and probably will change status more than once within his lifetime.

What about the role of government? Well, in the abstract, coming from my time and background, I thought it was a rather good thing, but tallying up the ledger in those things which affect me and in those things I observe, I am hard-pressed to see an instance where the intervention of the government led to much beyond sorrow....

And I realized that the time had come for me to avow my participation in that America in which I chose to live, and that that country was not a schoolroom teaching values, but a marketplace.

"Aha," you will say, and you are right. I began reading not only the economics of Thomas Sowell (our greatest contemporary philosopher) but Milton Friedman, Paul Johnson, and Shelby Steele, and a host of conservative writers, and found that I agreed with them: a free-market understanding of the world meshes more perfectly with my experience than that idealistic vision I called liberalism.

I love the line that the "country is not a schoolroom teaching values, but a marketplace." It is a line that people from both political parties should consider.

Now if I could only get another brain-dead liberal to drop the comic books for a moment so he can read some Friedman. Heck, I'd even lend him my copy.

I know I told everyone at the batting cages to keep Saturday afternoon open but Annette has a birthday party to attend that day, someone wanted to play early that afternoon, and Louis said he was working until 3:30 for the next few weekends. On top of all that, Mason park seems to be busy with other softball leagues during the early part of the day stretching into the afternoon. So my question is when can we all get together to play a game?

Also, after a rough day at the batting cages for most of us here's what the projected lineup looks like so far for the BALCO Co. Team:

Sara, C
Jason, OF
Louis, SS
Brian, 1B
Jade, OF
Austin, OF
Mehran, 3B
EJ, OF
Annette, P
Faye, C
Wayne, 2B

Any questions?

A few traveling notes for those who want to know who's where when. My dad left for the Philippines yesterday. My mom leaves late Wednesday night. Mama is leaving on the 17th the same day as Tita Elma I believe. And Tita Agnes leaves on the 22nd or thereabouts. With the exception of my dad they'll all be spending a month or shorter there.

As for the "comings" there's only one I know of as Darryll will be flying in for a very short time, maybe only a weekend, in about two weeks.

And those are you comings and goings.

Sorry EJ, but it's true.