First, a Friday update in response to several questions.
First, we did buy a new range after our previous appliance went out with a bang, or at least a cloud of acrid smoke. We got through the interim cooking on our small gas grill, with one night of takeout from our regulat Thai restaurant in Kaneohe (Chao Phya, next to Starbucks in the Windward City Shopping Center).
Thanks for all the suggestions, but after exploring many of them, and checking availability, we ended up back at Sears, which was able to deliver and install an electric, smooth top drop-in range to us in Kaaawa within two days. They could have come the next business day, but that didn’t fit with our schedules. We managed to get a decent price, thanks to (a) a pricing error that cut off $200, and (b) another 10% discount for using a Sears charge card, which we signed up for on the spot in order to claim this discount. Sears was about the only place to find a mid-priced drop-in that was in stock, ready for delivery. Lots of other places had great selections of items for special order, delivery in about 4-5 weeks, which just wouldn’t have worked for us. Oh, there were also the high priced ranges in the $2,000+ category, which we never considered. Are people crazy?
Second, a Feline Friday report on Ms. Wally. If you recall, I took her to the vet two weeks ago when her appetite had dropped to near zero. The first round of tests diagnosed a urinary infection and crystals in her urine. The good news was that all other major systems checked out okay, heart, kidney, liver, thyroid, etc. I begged for to get the prescribed antibiotic as a shot rather than a twice-a-day battle to assert human authority over cat, the kind of battle that mortal humans rarely win and that end up with that sticky pink goo spit out over everything. They also sent Wally home with a fancy pain killer, which had her wandering the house, eyes dilated, looking for love, and a little food. She went back last weekend for another shot of antibiotic. I was able to report that her appetite had picked up, not to normal levels, but at least to the point where I’m not worrying that she’s going to starve. Next stop–a round of dentistry. She has some dental “issues” that could account for her picky eating. So now we’ve got to schedule the dental work and figure out how to pay for it. But that’s another tale.
And here are some suggestions for today’s almost-weekend reading.
From The Atlantic, “The Shame of College Sports,” which begins with four incredible paragraphs.
“I’M NOT HIDING,” Sonny Vaccaro told a closed hearing at the Willard Hotel in Washington, D.C., in 2001. “We want to put our materials on the bodies of your athletes, and the best way to do that is buy your school. Or buy your coach.”
Vaccaro’s audience, the members of the Knight Commission on Intercollegiate Athletics, bristled. These were eminent reformers—among them the president of the National Collegiate Athletic Association, two former heads of the U.S. Olympic Committee, and several university presidents and chancellors. The Knight Foundation, a nonprofit that takes an interest in college athletics as part of its concern with civic life, had tasked them with saving college sports from runaway commercialism as embodied by the likes of Vaccaro, who, since signing his pioneering shoe contract with Michael Jordan in 1984, had built sponsorship empires successively at Nike, Adidas, and Reebok. Not all the members could hide their scorn for the “sneaker pimp” of schoolyard hustle, who boasted of writing checks for millions to everybody in higher education.
“Why,” asked Bryce Jordan, the president emeritus of Penn State, “should a university be an advertising medium for your industry?”
Vaccaro did not blink. “They shouldn’t, sir,” he replied. “You sold your souls, and you’re going to continue selling them. You can be very moral and righteous in asking me that question, sir,” Vaccaro added with irrepressible good cheer, “but there’s not one of you in this room that’s going to turn down any of our money. You’re going to take it. I can only offer it.”
From Pro Publica, “The Hidden Hands in Redistricting: Corporations and Other Powerful Interests.” Can someone involved in tracking Hawaii’s redistricting comment on whether any such groups have been spotted here?
Also from the ProPublica Blog: “Do Regulations Really Kill Jobs Overall? Not So Much.” Throw this into the debate.
