Friday, March 13, 2015

Isn't it a great day for baseball?

Planning another baseball trip with my dad for this year. It's been nearly two years since our first excursion and I'm really looking forward to checking of some more parks. Not sure I'll be any better about blogging this trip, but one lives in hope. I still have half a draft about the Orioles game that will probably never see the light of day.

The slow death of friendship

In Megalopolis the sentiment of friendship wastes away. Friends become, in the vulgarism of modern speech, "pals," who may be defined as persons whom your work compels you to associate with or, on a still more debased level, persons who will allow you to use them to your advantage. The meeting of minds, the sympathy between personalities which all cultured communities have regarded as part of the good life, demand too much sentiment for a world of machines and false egalitarianism, and one detects even a faint suspicion that friendship, because it rests upon selection, is undemocratic.
~ p. 31
Ideas Have Consequences