On being taken seriously, etc.

I waded into a couple of somewhat heated discussions on Twitter.

One involved Steven Pinker, who, while loved by many, is absolutely despised by many of the Twitter woke.

I was amused; someone referred him to as a pop-writer and I reminded him that Pinker is in the National Academy of Science…(he is: linguistics) and stated that he was far more accomplished and smarter than the vast majority of his critics.

OMG, was there some butthurt!!! I love it.

Sure, Pinker often writes pop stuff over things not in his area, just like Paul Krugman does. And I am sure that some of it (at least) is an over simplification and he probably gets some things wrong, or at least gives a misleading impression.

And yes, some very smart people ..even Nobel Laureates in physics…have gone full crackpot. So the probability that some of his mediocre (or worse) critics are right and he is wrong is non-zero. But I know which way I’d bet.

And, IMHO, that is just reality.

I see an issue that I don’t know much about. On one hand, this proven smart guy, who is outside his specialty, makes a case saying “it is probably this way”..and some nobody says he is wrong.

I don’t have access to a CV..and unless I see the critic has at least some respect in said area, I am not going to take them seriously. …no more than I’d take “COVID is an overblown hoax” nonsense seriously.

Deeply gross?? What is “deeply gross” is how people want to be taken seriously when they’ve given no objective reason to do so.

Oh well…

The other issue was this one:

I had pointed out that in some cultures it is extra polite to take on a “sir, Madame”, etc. and of course the loudmouths threw a fit.

It is no skin off of my nose; I was merely pointing out that this could be awkward, but the noisy were not having any of it.

In my honest opinion, IF your goal is to win more acceptance into the broader community, you probably aren’t in a position to DEMAND it or to order everyone to bend to you..and your saying something doesn’t make it correct.

And speaking of Chappelle:

Streisand effect: Dave Chappelle threw shade at Hannah Gadsby so I decided to watch one of her specials on Netflix. I was expecting to be OUTRAGED. Instead I nodded off and fell asleep. Woke up, watched a short Bill Maher clip from a recent show and laughed so loudly that B wanted to know what was up (it was “woke Halloween Movies”; clip is elsewhere on my wall. I am not saying Gadsby was incompetent; her stage presence and delivery were pretty good. And some of her stuff was funny (her joke about making fun of Americans was “still punching up, but perhaps for not much longer”..But for me, the best “thought comedy” is the stuff where they say something that perhaps you thought of or felt but hadn’t put into words….even if the feelings aren’t the most noble ones.

Now, I would NOT say that Gadsby “wasn’t funny” but I would say that her humor really isn’t designed for me. There are all sorts of instances of that: sports specific jokes, discipline specific jokes, etc.

Ending Physical Therapy and thoughts

I posted this on Facebook:

My last PT appointment was yesterday. I’ve made great progress with my shoulder and decent progress with my glute (a tougher injury to recover from) I noticed that most in the clinic while I was there were elderly (ok, some ..ok..many …were age peers). I also noticed that many were trying to recover from very tough things…to be able to walk, do functional things. I was there for sports injuries and felt a bit guilty about it. The PT …(who was trying to get this old man to feel better) told me that I was where I was (in terms of what I could do) due to decisions I made and things I’ve done (deliberately stayed active)And when I think about it, yes, it was *part* of the story. But much of the story was simple good fortune: a job that doesn’t break my body and gives me time to work out, not having a severe accident which disabled me, not getting a severe illness (up to now) or being born with a disability …these are factors that I did nothing to “earn”. So I might say that I was lucky (up to now…luck can change at any time) and I did things to take advantage of said luck.And that brings me to part II.

I know a lot of aging runners and some aging lifters. It seems as if many of us have that one period in our sporting life when everything clicked…we were as fast/strong/whatever as we were going to be..and then things like age/illness or circumstances meant that period of our life would be gone forever…”you can’t go home again.” Oh, I get that. I am not ever going to see certain performances again (average performances in the great scheme of things). But I can focus on activities that are fun for me and to still do the “continuing rehab” that will enable me to enjoy the fun activities just a bit longer, albeit at lower levels and to keep some level of independence (e. g. if I can do squats and pull ups, I can get up when I trip and fall, and if I can comfortably do 10 reps with 100kg in the deadlift, I won’t win any contests but I can move boxes around the house without risking my back.

And yeah, I ended the day with a slightly achy glute.

Now for the workout: I wanted to get out early; I really didn’t. I did get 31 minutes on the bike and some stretching; part of my rehab included planks of various types, chest taps, weightless squats, etc.

pull ups: 40 singles every 10 seconds, 10, penalty set of 5 then 2 sets of 5 chins. (65 reps total)

push ups: arms elevated (“sissy”): 2 sets of 20, feet elevated: 2 sets of 20, full, touch the bowl push ups: 2 sets of 10 (100 reps total)

deadlifts: 10 x 134, 10 x 184, 10 x 224 (slow..1/2 count at the bottom), 10 x 246 4 inch handle, 10 x 270 high handle.

Then the bike after rehab.

The deadlifts felt…good. Pull ups felt, good. And I think that I can finally squat to a deep position without turning it into a stripper squat.