What we are watching when we watch elite sports is a contest among wildly disparate groups of people, who approach the starting line with an uneven set of genetic endowments and natural advantages. We want sports to be fair and we take elaborate measures to make sure that no one competitor has an advantage over any other. But how can a fantastic menagerie ever be a contest among equals?
Great recommended read from the Baby. Stuff like this intrigues me.
Caro sent this out awhile ago, but I just love it.
“Joining a group that meets just once a month produces the same increase in happiness as doubling your income.”
"Happiness is a measure of how thickly the unconscious parts of our minds are intertwined with other people and with activities. Happiness is determined by how much information and affection flows through us covertly every day and year."
Was talking with my mom about this the other day, after coming back from our trip to Vietnam. It’s an awfully sad subject, one that people have mixed feelings on. Doesn’t everyone deserve to find their father? Of course I think so! There is still so much pain that remains in the aftermath (and continuation) of the struggles of this country, my country.