Sports

The thing about sports is there is no such thing as a foregone conclusion. Sure everyone will claim they can tell. But sports betting would not exist if sports was actually predictable. We hold and watch competitions because both the expected and unexpected can be amazing to witness. 

Writing or many creative pursuits can be like that. You set targets and goals and some days you show up and are a star who exceeded expectations. And some days, not so much. You try to practice and learn your best conditions so wherever possible you have more good days than bad. But some days it snows in the middle of your half pipe competition or someone nudges you off the short track and you just don't know. Even on the publishing side you'll hear stories of trains full of books falling into lakes or covers that got banned by one of the stores or some rave going viral. Wildly unpredictable things happen every day. You show up as ready as you can be for what happens next. 

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It's That Time of Year

Aka 7 Things About the Olympics

1. Let's get some disclaimers out of the way. Borders are arbitrary. Gender is not binary. The Olympics are very arbitrary about what counts as actually breaking the rules vs not. The countries that are allowed vs. banned is not consistent. But I enjoy some of the pretense that the Olympics claim to be, and hope they will be someday. Basically they are imperfect, and yes, very little is perfect, but also they need to change more and faster than they have been. 

2. Opening ceremonies are delightfully weird in that way that seems so cringe when it's your country until someone else makes fun of it, and you are like actually that cultural dance is wonderful, and the dancing statues had a context, thank you very much. The only thing more delightfully weird than an opening ceremony, is a closing.

2. I personally am a little bit sore from waking in snow. (Okay it was snow-crete.) So the incredible work and dedication to race down a mountain, or across one, or around a rink, and maybe to toss in a flip is amazing. 

3. People like to pretend sports are a break, a respite from reality. But even if sports didn't involve people, the reality is there. There's an athlete from Minneapolis who is competing while her town is under attack. There are skiiers and skaters seeing the effects of climate change. 

4. I love every ridiculous stat they cite. No country with three syllables has ever won two consecutive medals in ski ballet. (Not a real event currently.)

5. I love every weird attempt to jack up the emotion in every hardship story. Jack, when you were diagnosed with seasonal allergies, did you think your athletic career was over? 

Yes, but then I discovered snow sports, Susie, and my life was changed. 

6. I love judging the country outfits. It amuses me how serious about cold some countries are, versus the ones that are like, will a puffy hat be enough? Also seeing which secondary and tertiary colors some countries adopt. And the athletes that are the lone competitor for their country. 

7. Also, people talk about Superbowl ads, but I confess I love judging the Olympic ads. They attempt to be heartwarming and sometimes are. 

Changes in the News

We subscribed to The Washington Post growing up. I remember discovering that there were columnists who appeared in metro, style, and sports, some of them twice a week. Determining their rhythms. Learning which movie critic aligned with my tastes. When I got old enough to plan my weekend around the going out guide. Their incredibly knowledgeable books section that covered stuff that wasn't just literary or a bestseller. 

I had a friend working at the Post when it got bought by a billionaire. She was laid off a few years later with almost her whole team. As they slowly shrank the metro section down, as their popular sports columnists left for the sports channel, and they made minimal efforts to grow their replacements to the same stature. 

The Post has slowly changed. And certainly the rise of the internet and the changing ad scape mean all news sites are grappling with change. But to me it seemed the higher ups assumed that having Washington in the name was locality enough. Of course this meant to find out what was actually happening in the city where I lived I had to turn to other news sources, like WTOP, the 51st, Washington City Paper, and City Cast. And so I had less time for the Post because the Post stopped serving what I wanted. 

It's hard not to wonder if like Twitter this wasn't an intentional death blow to a thing that had provided clear eyed reporting of many goings on.

Or perhaps, the signs were already there when an award winning journalist saved a key revelation for his book rather than his newspaper column. 

I am sorry for all the incredible people who lost their jobs this week.

The State of Things

I've been staying away from current events of late because the firehose of news is sometimes a lot and I don't like dwelling on it.  But I received a newsletter from a local business speaking out about the state violence in Minnesota and found myself a little peeved that this particular business had sort of never mentioned the National Guard being activated in DC.  I find I talk to several people who don't realize that I commute most days with or past the National Guard.  That the National Guard and the Park Police patrolled streets along with the local police and knocked on doors and proudly arrested literal hundreds of our neighbors.  And yes, some of the most obvious and egregious stuff has seemed to slow.  The unhoused gentleman who hangs out near where I board the metro is back in place (though much of his stuff was trashed by the police and various federal forces who placed him under a psychiatric hold for choosing to live outside.  

Now, certainly, I understand many eyes are turned towards Minnesota as they rightly should be. Goodness knows I have been tracking the news in Minnesota, checking in with Minnesota friends, donating where I can.  But I also know that the things happening here, even if they seem less bad or more benign are equally deserving of attention and pushback.  Local people, even some in the suburbs sometimes fall into the trap that DC folks deserve the mistreatment we get because we aren't a state, as if she forgot to mail in our statehood application.  As if we haven't asked multiple times to be a state, through the appropriate channels and been ignored.  They left us a federal enclave intentionally.  Because they enjoy holding power over a mostly brown, mostly liberal city.

Anyway, some days I seek joy where I can find it.  But it doesn't mean I've forgotten about all the figurative and literal ice we are digging out from under.