• Yes, you youngsters are right, this decade is all about pandering to Boomer nostalgia.  Example: the Wikipedia entry for “Celebrity Jeopardy” (Saturday Night Live skit of the 1990s, featuring Norm McDonald as Turd Ferguson) is paragraphs longer than the entry for the eminent physicist Roger Penrose.  Oh well.  Let us old farts enjoy the ride.

• I continue to learn things about being 60.  The latest thing is that it’s not such a good idea anymore to make non-refundable, pay-in-advance hotel reservations.

• In ancient times, the ellipsis had six dots.  But the Roman Emperor Augustus vainly stole one of them from February to add to his own month, leaving five.  Several centuries later, the Black Ink Shortage of 1455 forced printer Johannes Gutenberg to shrink the ellipsis to four dots.  Finally, in the early 1900’s, overwhelmed immigration officers at Ellis Island shortened the ellipsis to three dots, where it remains to this day. . .

• Consider nice vs love.  We are romantically conditioned to prefer the idea of love.  But being nice involves action that benefits another, whereas feeling love does not necessarily affect anything outside one’s own cranium.

• Success and failure are superposed quantum states.

• We have a pet betta fish.  It is orange-yellow and its name is Carotene.   We feed it two bits of food in the morning and one bit at dinner time.  The way this fish attacks its food, you would think it had the DNA of a brook trout.  That’s the end of this story.  It is sort of like a Garrison Keillor story in that it just ends, wistfully, crafted so as to make you sit back and think, ahh, isn’t life quietly wonderful.

• One of the more disturbing ideas I’ve had lately is that my “Thoughts at Large” posts are the blog equivalent of the 1970’s  McCartney song, “Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey.”  If so, I’m so sorry.

• As the American public grows ever more weary and cynical of “advocates” (those who stake out positions for which only one side of an argument is ever presented), it learns to distrust and tune out, and it eventually loses the capacity to evaluate evidence, if such a loss has not already taken place.  It seems our democracy’s much-vaunted war of ideas is to be won not by fact but by enhanced insistence techniques.

Talk Soup: a good thing to forget about the 90’s.  You don’t remember Talk Soup?  Good.  One less thing you have to think about on your Day of Atonement.

• I live only a few miles from I-240, The Billy Graham Freeway, and I drive it every week.  Whenever I see its roadside dedication sign, I find it hard to forget these words exchanged in April 1973 by President Nixon and Rev. Graham, on the topic of television coverage of Nixon’s speech announcing the resignations of his top aides and cabinet members:

Nixon: “What did CBS do?  Did they knock it?”
Graham: “I felt like slashing their throats, but anyway God be with you.”

I-240 in Asheville should be rededicated as The Robert Frost Freeway.  A road that reminds us of promises to keep and the miles to go before we sleep.

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“I told you.  I’m not playing unless my side gets four outs.  It’s my ball, anyway.  I’ll just go home and take my ball with me.  Then no one can play.  Is that what you want?”

“Aw, come on, Johnny.  No one gets four outs.  You can’t just change the rules.  This is baseball.  Come on, we’re all here to play.  Let’s just play.”

“No.  I told you.  Four outs for my team.”

“Geez!  What is it with you?  You know I’m not going to say yes to that!  It’s not fair!”

“You didn’t ask your team yet.  I say, four outs for our side or else no one plays.  Ask the rest of your team.”

“Okay, okay, what a dork.  Okay, you heard him, what do you guys say to four outs for Johnny’s team?  There you go.  They all say no.  Now come on, don’t be dumb, let’s play.”

“How about this then.  We’ll play if you give us four outs an inning for this game, and we can decide about the next game later.”

“But that’s the same thing!  Johnny, you’re just wasting our time.  Let’s play by the rules.  We can’t just change the rules of baseball for you.  If we do it now, next time you’ll want five outs!”

“You know what?  You’re the one who doesn’t want to play.  You won’t give up anything.  All we wanted was four outs an inning, just for this game, and now you’re going to spoil it for everyone.  You’re just being stubborn.  Everyone here wants to play ball and you’re the reason we’re not playing.”

“This is crazy!  What’s the point playing baseball if we don’t play by baseball rules?”

“I’m waaay-tinnnnng.”

“No!  Johnny, this is making you look stupid.  There’s no point in talking about this.”

“Who are you calling stupid?  Now you don’t want to talk.  You just care about winning.  Boy, this is some damn game!  Lookit, your team doesn’t want to cancel the game and neither do I.  All we’re asking is to sit down and have a discussion and then play the game.  Simple as that.  But it all has to begin with a simple discussion.   And you won’t even talk.  Wow!  Come on guys, let’s go home.”

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Thank you, thank you all for taking time from your busy schedules and trophy wives to attend this “How to Be Rich” class.  Let’s get right to it.  Dim the lights please?  Great.  Here’s our first video.  If you click on it, you can watch the original commercial.  Please do.

I hope you all noticed a few important things as you watched this commercial.  Anyone? Yes, you, the fit salt-and-pepper-haired man in the back?  No, I meant the one just in front of you.  Yes, go ahead, sir.  You’re right, the man in the video does look like Mitt Romney.  He also looks a little like you, sir.  Yes, and like you, the gentleman in the next row.  Yes, OK, and you too.  OK, yes, like many of you.  OK, please put your hands down, everyone.  Let’s move on.

The bagpipe music in the background might have distracted you from the fact that the gentleman in the video is not only sitting in front of two large monitors but also his own expansive waterfront vista.  He gets to look at this every day.  Did you see the binoculars resting on the window frame?  The man enjoys watching migrating waterfowl when he is isn’t trading stocks, which means, not very often.  Class, make note of this.  The waterfront is for show, as are the binoculars.  When you are rich, you do things for show, or shall I say, you have things for show that you do not do, and all your friends know you don’t do them.  This is Lesson #1 in “How to Be Rich.”  Please tell your personal assistant to dictate this bullet point into her iPhone.

The next thing I want to point out is the dog, the gentleman’s faithful trading companion.  The dog appears to be an English Pointer, but the fact it is a hunting dog doesn’t matter. Because, like its master, it does not hunt.  If you are rich and about to make a good trade, your dog will look up to you, encouragingly.  Dogs can be trained to do this — talk to me after the class and I will hook you up with a pet professional.  Yes, sir.  OK.  You don’t have a dog?  Not one?  That’s an issue.  I assumed most of the class would have two dogs — show of hands?  Sir, sir, don’t walk out, it’s OK.  See me after class and I will hook you up with a pedigree dog breeder.  No problem, let’s move on.

Our all-important Lesson #3 almost goes without saying.  You know (even if your friends do not) that no one gets rich trading stocks.  Your “just comfortable” friends don’t get it.  Everyone in this class already knows that the people who make money trading stocks are the brokers and dealers, not the traders.  Stock trading, if I need to remind you, is another of those things that is only for show.  Pump your fist when you make ten thousand, then pat your dog when you lose twenty.  It doesn’t matter — you wouldn’t be trading if it did.  That is the real message of the video.  You’re already rich, so start acting like it!

Class, we’re running out of time here, so for next week, your assignment is to actually read this week’s issue of Barron’s that is sitting on your office desk.  I know, Barron’s is just a right-wing stock tout, but when you’re rich, you sometimes have to talk a good game, and Barron’s can help you with the talk.  So, see you all next time.  Now, sir, about your dogs.

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