Bull Durham: 25 Years Later

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"Sports movies, at least the good ones, aren’t really about sports," writes Stephen Marche in Esquire, on the 25th anniversary of Bull Durham, the baseball movie starring Kevin Costner, Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins that came to the big screens in 1988. I couldn’t agree more, especially when it comes to Bull Durham, which is one of my all-time favorite movies.

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Also: "Some days you win, some days you lose, and some days it rains." And for another baseball movie, which may or may not stand the test of time, see "Trouble With The Curve." (my review from Sept. 2012)
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Life After 65

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When I started this blog in 2009, I called it “Life After 60.” Then I realized that life after 60 is not all that interesting. Not as interesting as books, politics, the economic crisis. Now, as of yesterday, I could call the blog “Life After 65.” Boring. Think I’ll stick with “Work In Progress.” Still trying to simplify, still obsessing about political and economic mysteries. Long live Medicare and Social Security!

“America Is Splitting Apart”

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“Many blue states are moving further left, while red states are heading rightward. In effect, America is splitting apart without going through all the trouble of a civil war.”  – Robert Reich, June 8, 2013 (Read Mr. Reich’s three-page essay here.)

If you want more scary reading about the divide between red states and blue states, here’s an essay I wrote earlier this year: “America Divided.” Also see the related articles below. — John Hayden

Dwindling Jobs, College Debt, Clueless Politicians (With Extended Discussion in Comments)

Economic and political difficulties — especially issues of justice — are on my mind, as always. Guess I’ve been reading too many scary books about economics and the jobs outlook.

What is the outlook? In developing countries, manufacturing that’s always on the move, stalking the cheapest labor. In Western countries, an abundance of jobs for machines, robots and computers; for human beings, not so much.

Why do I have this sinking feeling that American politicians don’t understand the situation?

Today I wrote a comment on another blog that seems both concise and spot on (I say humbly). And so I’ll quote myself:

“Sustainability of Medicare and Social Security in the U.S. depends in large part on our capacity for intergenerational justice.

People in their teens, 20s and 30s are being fleeced. They’re overcharged for education that turns out to be worthless, leaving them in virtual debtors prison. The future seems to offer few jobs and meager income.

We need to forgive educational debt and create useful work. The free market will not or can not do it. Government will have to find a way.”

Like I say, too many scary books.

– John Hayden

Baseball, One Photo At A Time

The classic baseball photo: batter, catcher, umpire; all intent on the pitch.

The classic baseball photo: batter, catcher, umpire; all intent on the pitch.

I’ve been wanting to try tiling a series of photos, and what better subject than the great American Pastime?

Photos are from Opening Day 2013 at Nationals Stadium in Washington. Posted better late than never. — John Hayden

Grief, Grind, and Glory of Work

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Last month the world heard the tragic news
that more than a thousand people working at a clothing factory in Bangladesh,
were killed when 
the factory they were working in collapsed.

Burma

The appetite for cheap clothing in the West is insatiable.
The people making the clothing  often pay the true cost of these items.
The scale of this factory in Burma is vast.

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Awesome photos of people at work in lands far from America, with some appropriate words. An excellent photo essay. --John

PETER L. HAYDEN, 62

Peter L. Hayden died Tuesday, May 14, 2013, at Montgomery Hospice in Rockville, MD, after a short illness. He was 62.

He grew up in Wheaton Woods, Montgomery County, and graduated from Robert E. Peary High School. He was the son of Bernard J. and Anita Hayden.

As a young man, Pete worked for eight years in Ocean City, MD. Later, he lived in Washington, D.C., and worked at the Mayflower Hotel for nearly 20 years.

In recent years, he lived in Olney, MD, and St. Petersburg, FL. He was an avid reader of newspapers and books, and enjoyed working on challenging projects, such as renovation of a condominium in Washington, and operation of a small restaurant in Florida.

Mr. Hayden is survived by eight siblings, Bernard John Hayden, Keith Hayden, Anna Ryan, Rosemary Diehl, Eileen Criggar, Patrick Hayden, Dorothy Caporaletti, and Thomas Hayden, all of Montgomery County, MD; and numerous cousins, nieces and nephews.

No funeral is planned. Memorial contributions may be made in his name to Montgomery Hospice, 1355 Piccard Dr, Suite 100, Rockville, MD 20850.

Another Season At The Beach Motel

Today, the beach motel opens. Another summer begins, even as the cool spring lingers. I work the evening shift, and I’m happy to have the job.

It’s my 65th summer on Spaceship Earth. I’m fully aware that the seasons are numbered, like the fastballs in a pitcher’s arm. You don’t know how many you have left.

“No matter how long you live, it goes by fast.” My favorite great-grandmother — the only great-grandmother I knew — said that. Most people don’t get to know a great-grandmother.

(Cora Hayden was my great-grandmother’s name. Her maiden name was Cora Cash. She was indeed a grand lady, matriarch of a great family. I was a child and she was a very old woman, so it’s not as if we had any deep conversations. Or any conversations at all, of more than a few words. Adults talked; children listened. Still, my life would have been much smaller except for her.)

I take each season as it comes now. “It’s a long season, and you’ve gotta trust it.” On Opening Day, all things seem possible, no matter the number of seasons. Is it the home runs you remember, or the strikeouts?

Yes, I’m not writing well right now. But some days and nights are like that.

– John Hayden

Too Big To Function

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How did we get so big? When I was a kid there were local shops where I bought school clothes. Even the larger department stores were not in every city. You could tell an area by the uniqueness of its small businesses. Not every town or city looked the same, like it does now.

My mom knew the president at the bank.

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This post by Stephanie Raffelock offers a concise summary of our political and economic problems. It's a quick read, and I recommend you read it all. I want to highlight nearly every sentence. -- John