When I was an up-and-coming lawyer I moved my young family to the top of Belmont Hill, a pretty fancy address with big lawns and big mortgages. It was then that I started to have “the nightmare” that sometimes even … Continue reading
Category Archives: I’ve Been Thinking
Normally it is better to attend any event in person, rather than suffering the misimpressions, disconnection (and commercials) dictated by television. I remember for example how much the people who saw on television my favorite fight, Sugar Ray Leonard beating up Marvelous Marvin Hagler under … Continue reading
Why does public debate focus on the wrong questions? It is not about whether the pledge of allegiance has educational value or is fascist. It is about whether it violates the establishment clause of the Constitution (as does our form … Continue reading
Our economy is deeply distressed and won’t get better soon because our problems are systemic and will not respond to any of the policies recommended by either party. The trigger for this blog is last Thursday night’s debate of Republican … Continue reading
I had it when I left New York. Of course that was a long time ago, 48 years ago to be exact (being exact is, by the way, highly overrated). When I moved to Massachusetts I took it off. Actually … Continue reading
Congress could not get out of DC fast enough after passing the debt deal, although it is hard to imagine why. I am not sure that anyone would want to go home and answer the questions of constituents. It is … Continue reading
Much no doubt has been written about statistics and baseball. I think baseball is the National Pastime only because it is rich in numbers, has so many years of numbers to draw upon, and therefore reinforces the American passion for … Continue reading
I am continuing my blog (originally started with the limited focus on my law teaching trip to Russia) midst mixed feelings. As many know, I write continually about law, baseball and life’s incessant anomalies. My law writings typically get published … Continue reading