Wednesday, March 26, 2025

Cholesterol

"Don't blame yourself for what other people do."

"I blame myself for what I did!"

--The Alto Knights


    I recently had a medical examination and it showed a high level of cholesterol. (Seems to run in the family.) So I've switched to skim milk, and quit ice cream and yogurt.  I'll try to walk more, in pursuit of my pipe dream of walking a mile a day...


    Last weekend my Seniors Meetup convened at Cafe Demmetre in the Greek area.  And last night we had a movie discussion. (I'm going to see if I can revive my book club among them...) And my Classic Music Meetup listened to Canadian music last Saturday.


    The History Salon I go to on Sunday afternoons is now discussing the Russian Revolution, which is a bit depressing. (Lately I've been the first to leave...) Our next subject may be English history.


    I've almost finished a biography of Ieyasu, the shogun who united Japan around 1600, which I've been reading for my History Meetup the week after next. (I remember reading James Clavell's Shogun over 40 years ago.) For May I think we'll talk about Hawaii.


    Yesterday I saw Barry Levinson's gangster movie The Alto Knights, with Robert de Niro in two roles as rival mob bosses.  Wasn't bad, though it took a while to get into.


    Today I had an online session with Dr. Hassan my shrink.


    I've reached Level 2790 in Candy Crush Saga!

Thursday, February 20, 2025

Comics scans

    In my last post I mentioned the scans of old comics at readcomiconline.li .  I originally found out about that because I follow Dick Tracy at gocomics.com .  That strip did a recent story involving a neo-Nazi terrorist scheming to detonate a big explosive at the clock tower.  In the comment section for one episode, I mentioned a similar story in a 1967 issue of Walt Disney's Comics and Stories, in which Donald Duck foiled a plot to blow up a clock tower with a big statue of Uncle Scrooge whose arms provided the hands for the clock face.  Someone else remembered it, and mentioned where you could read it at that webpage!


    I've found some other comic books there I read back at the time.  I found the 1970 comic All-Star Westerns with a reprint of "Pow-Wow Smith," about a Native American sheriff, which we had back then.  One thing I recall from it is the promos in its pages for other issues. One was for "The Outlaw," with the cover page showing a lawman's son gone bad saying "Put that gun down, Dad!  Don't make me kill you!" Another was for "Manhunter 2070" a mini-series within DC's Showcase series.  


    You know those westerns where a gunfighter comes to his father's grave to tell him "I've killed all the people who killed you"? (You don't?  Oh, well...) This cover was similar, except it was set in the space age, with the son visiting a cemetery in a mini-asteroid field!  The idea of someone being buried in a mini-asteroid got to me at the time, to the point that I skipped the rest of the comic!  For me, there was something extra-disturbing about an outer space burial...


    I've now read that "Manhunter 2070" series too.  It's about a space-age bounty hunter, with a flashback story about how he was a kid and some space pirates murdered his father and turned him into a kitchen slave, and when he got older he trained himself, waited for the right moment and killed all the pirates responsible for the murder and handed over the rest of the crew for the reward.


    For those who prefer "the Stoned Age," that webpage also has scans of Marvel's Conan the Barbarian.  I'll have to check them out too!


    On Saturday the Seniors Meetup is having another lunch, this time at Patisserie La Cignone on Danforth Avenue.  And my Classic Music Meetup will be listening to Russian music.

Thursday, February 06, 2025

Sixty-three

    Yesterday was my 63rd birthday.  I bought a strawberry dream cake at Loblaw's and we ordered felafels from the place around the corner. (Prices are going up these days!)


    Through social media I heard about readcomiconline.li .  It has a lot of comic books I remember from my childhood, stuff like Donald Duck.


    I was thinking about dimensions.  With zero dimensions, you have a point.  With one, you have one segment with two points on the end.  With two, you have one square with four side segments and four corners (except that if you take the sides individually, you have a total of eight end points).  With three dimensions, you have one cube with six face squares, twelve edges (or 24 if you take the faces individually), and eight vertices (or 24 points).  So I made a table:

                            Dimensions

                  0      1        2      3        4         5

Points        1      2       4      8      16        32

(ends, corners, vertices) 

                 (1)   (2)    (8)   (24)   (64)  (160)

Segments          1        4     12     32        80   

(sides, edges)

                         (1)     (4)   (24)   (96)   (320)

Squares                       1       6      24       80

(faces)

                                   (1)    (6)   (48)  (240)

Cubes                                   1        8       40

(sub-cubes)

                                            (1)      (8)    (80)

Tesseracts                                       1       10

Super-tesseracts                                        1


How did I determine what the numbers must be for four and five dimensions?  By seeing the common patterns!  For n dimensions you have 2^n points.  A segment has 2 ends, a square has four corners, a cube has 8 corners, suggesting a linear increase (2, 4, 6, 8, 10...).  To figure out the bracketed numbers for each dimension, take the unbracketed numbers from the previous dimension and multiply by 4, then 6, then 8...  Viewing successive diagonal lines, the bracketed numbers will surpass their unbracketed counterpart by 2, then 3, then 4...


    In addition if you look at the unbracketed numbers at dimension n, their total sum will be 3^n!


    That's the sort of thing I sometimes think about when my mind is wandering...

Thursday, January 16, 2025

New Year

    I had to give up on my French Culture Meetup because nobody was coming.  Instead, I became co-organizer of Meaningful Genuine Connections (my seniors group), which I renamed GTA 60+ Meetup.  Last Saturday we had lunch at the Wake a Boo restaurant, and the Saturday after next we'll go to the Tango Palace Coffee House. (In a couple of weeks I'll have an online event where we'll each talk about any book that interests us--I'll discuss Theodore Dreiser's An American Tragedy, which I read the year before last.)


    At Christmastime I intended to bake gingerbread, but couldn't find any molasses so I made something with honey instead. (It was still pretty good.)


    On New Year's Eve I saw The Brutalist with John P. (I usually stay home on New Year's Eve, but traditions are made to be broken.) It's pretty good but requires patience.  Midnight struck as I was coming home and I got to hear the fireworks.


    The History Salon I go to on Sunday afternoons is now discussing French history, all the way from the Revolution to the Fifth Republic.


    My History Meetup will be discussing the Peloponnesian wars next month, so I've started reading Jennifer T. Roberts' The Plague of War:  Athens, Sparta, and the Struggle for Ancient Greece.


    On YouTube I've discovered Mistare Fusion's podcast, all about the manga and anime series Dragon Ball.  He goes into remarkable detail about the narrative. I've also found a channel Keeping Walt in Disney, with decades of episodes of The Wonderful World of Disney! (That was one of my favourite TV shows in my youth.) I've been watching some Ludwig Von Drake cartoons...

Monday, November 25, 2024

Life on Twitter

    For the last year my number of Twitter followers has been stuck at just below 20,000.  Last month I made a new effort to get above it.  Lately I've been reposting a lot of Tweets by Palestinians requesting funding for refugee relief and been getting a lot of likes and re-reposts as a result, giving me the chance to follow new accounts and hope they'll follow me back.  Unfortunately, the geniuses in charge of Twitter have restricted me several times because of my aggressive following.  As a result, there have been several posts where I commented, "I'd like/repost this post, but Twitter thinks I'm a bot." Then I add one of dozens of emojis because bots wouldn't be capable of such originality.


    Despite these obstacles, I did manage to break 20K!  But soon after Twitter launched a purge of dubious accounts so I lost several hundred followers, like Sisyphus' stone rolling back to the bottom of the hill. (Ain't it the way?)  But I haven't given up on regaining 20K.  I subscribed to Circleboom, then changed to Fedica, both to analyze my Twitter numbers.  First I found out which accounts I'm following that don't follow me back, and unfollowed most of them.  Now I'm figuring out which ones have been inactive for six months, and unfollowing the ones who have written the fewest posts.  I've also found out which accounts follow me that I wasn't following back, and followed a few of them.

    I've started posting on Bluesky as well.  I like the space pics there.

    Right now I'm reading Alex Rowell's We Are Your Soldiers:  How Gamal Abdel Nasser Remade the Arab World for my History Meetup.  It's pretty depressing, really:  Nasser was a bit of a fascist megalomaniac.

    I've started a new Meetup for listening to classic music.  Last Saturday we listened to Chopin pieces on YouTube for two hours and the response was positive.  Next month I'll do Christmas music and try to find less familiar pieces.

    At the Sunday afternoon history salon we've been talking about modern Japan. (We've also eaten out a couple of times, at a Turkish restaurant then a Japanese ramen place.)

    In a couple of weeks my French Culture Meetup will be discussing the French Revolution, so I'm about to read a book from the "A Short Introduction" series on that subject! (I recently showed Diabolique for the French movie watch party, and next month will be Cocteau's Beauty and the Beast, which seems appropriate for Christmas.)

Wednesday, November 06, 2024

First time tragedy, second time farce

    Maybe it was Mark Twain who said, history doesn't repeat itself but it often rhymes.  Comparing yesterday's election with Donald Trump's first victory eight years ago, I see one of the most predictable rhymes this side of "Hotel California"! (Even the state-by-state results are virtually identical.)


    I remember how numb I felt after the 2016 election.  I wasn't so impressed by Hillary Clinton's campaign, but I assumed that Trump couldn't win! (I was almost right...) But if Hillary was "the lesser evil," the Donald was--just barely--the lesser unelectable.  This time, I can't say I feel any surprise.  It's a bit like when screenwriter William Goldman challenged a 1969 studio executive to guess who the top movie star was in the international markets.  When he made five or ten wrong guesses and learned the right answer was Clint Eastwood, he said, "Yeah, it would be him."


    If the Democrats make the same mistakes in one campaign after another, there's nothing surprising about their failures.  The Democrats haven't won three consecutive presidential elections since the 1940s (the Republicans have only done it once since the '20s), and progressives who placed all their hopes in breaking that pattern, in 2000 and 2016, followed a dubious strategy.  But in this election, after just one term in power they seemed as worn out as after two--the same as with Trump after his first term.


    I'll admit, I actually nourished the hope that this time Jill Stein's Green Party would break 5% and qualify for federal funding! (I wasn't following the polls.) But once again, left-wing voters largely played it safe and voted Democrat in the hope that this would tip the balance against Trump.  No doubt that "pragmatic" progressives will again scapegoat the small principled minority who dared to vote Green, ignoring the actual numbers that show this vote was too small to make the difference.


    The Nation, that embodiment of the "play it safe" left, sniffed in one editorial, "Third parties are a long road to nowhere," and they've been doing their best to ensure that stays the case!  But playing it safe is the long road to what?  Things getting worse more slowly?  It seems to me that when you don't look beyond avoiding risk, you tend to realize the worst of both worlds!


    I think the "pragmatic" left owe Ralph Nader an apology.  More importantly, they owe one to the whole progressive movement!  By making Nader the scapegoat for Al Gore's failure, they sent the exact wrong message to the Democratic Party:  that Democrats can take their left-wing vote for granted. (Like too many leftists, they only cared about their disagreement with a fellow leftist and not about the message they were sending to the people in power...) The inevitable result is that the Democrats focus on ingratiating the centrist voters while assuming the left will vote for them anyway. Such scapegoating wasn't even in the Democratic Party's best interest; on the contrary, it's the Democratic Party that's paid the biggest price!


    What does the future hold?  Back in 1988, Rolling Stone had a boring political writer called William S. Grieder. (He ended up at The Nation, of course.) He wrote about that year's presidential election, "Whoever gets elected will be in an extremely precarious position, and judging by their rhetoric, neither candidate is aware of it." Judging by their rhetoric, indeed--did he expect Michael Dukakis to rhetoricize "Elect me and I'll be in an extremely precarious position"? That would have got him lots of votes....  But I think that's actually the case this time.

Friday, October 25, 2024

Semimonthly

    My blog has been sparse recently, but I'm trying to make it semimonthly now.  I couldn't think of a title for this entry and considered "October" (imaginative, huh?) but settled for "Semimonthly."


    Moira returned after spending a week or two in Kingston. (I bought that new fedora at Lilliput Hats while she was away.)


    For a while I got behind in reading my emails:  too many appeals from American progressives on the eve of the Presidential election.  But I got caught up, and now I'm trying to unsubscribe.


    A couple of days ago I gave the lawn one last mow before winter.


    The French Culture Meetup event where I played Debussy was so successful that I started a new Meetup for listening to classic music. (Next month we'll do Chopin.)


    The other day I went shopping to find a new pair of Stanfield's polo-style pajamas. (My old one had holes in the elbow and elsewhere.) I couldn't find it, but did get a belt and new socks.  Moira ordered the pajamas online, and they arrived the next day!  I also want to get new slippers.


    Last night I had dinner with Tianjie's history group. (We ate at the Turkish restaurant near Eglinton station.) Starting next week, our topic will be Meiji-era Japan.  I'm now reading A Concise History of Sweden for next month's discussion in my own group.