A commentator wrote that he expected President Obama to say something in his inaugural speech that “would be worthy of being carved into marble.” This was an unfair expectation, but Obama’s speech offered plenty to inspire. Read more »
My son at the pre-tryout clinic. Photo by Matthew Stern.
Saturday, January 10 would have been my mother’s 80th birthday. I spent it with an activity that she loved, baseball. Read more »
2008 is coming to a close, and so has a wild year for me with being a part of Little League. It had its share of high and low moments, but these always come with lessons. Here are the lessons I’ve learned during the past year. Read more »
How dreary to be somebody,
as public as a frog
To tell your name the livelong June
To an admiring bog.
– Emily Dickinson
The question came up, “Why do I keep a Web site? Aren’t I concerned about people finding out about me? Wouldn’t people hurt me if they knew about me? Don’t I want to keep my privacy?”
Sorry, but privacy is dead. Our personal lives are exposed in ways George Orwell couldn’t have imagined. If you have a Social Security number, a driver’s license, or a birth date; if you use a credit card, a store club program, a phone, a Web site, and e-mail; if you’ve filed a tax return, gotten married, or filled out a job application — your personal information is out in the open. And when your data isn’t being mined and catalogued, you’re being videotaped by security cameras in stores or on traffic lights. Your car or cell phone may have GPS navigation that tracks your every move. Every day, we’re surrounded by people with camera phones ready to post our mishaps on YouTube. Life in the 21st century is life in a fishbowl.
So, what do we do about it? Is there any hope for those of us who crave privacy? Or does being out in the open have benefits? Read more »
I’ve always considered myself to be a proud American. There were times that I felt especially patriotic: The Bicentennial, the 1984 Olympics, the first Gulf War, and after 9/11. Add today, November 4, 2008 to my list.