A kind of answer to the article I mentioned yesterday is
here, the point being that if jumps are to be the defining action in mens skating, it would be like asking international pianists to play only Chopin instead of excelling in several kinds of playing. Just because human beings
can train themselves to do wildly acrobatic stunts on ice doesn't mean that's the only thing they
should do or for which they should earn approbation. Any more than a "merely" graceful skater would be sufficient. Skating, like gymnastics, is a mixture of two quite different approaches and it is exactly that juxtaposition which makes it both challenging and interesting.
I wouldn't know, I only watch the women.
ReplyDeleteI hope you're ok--miss the daily insight.
ReplyDeleteThe Russian skater is being a spoiled sport. He's acting like the basketball player who can dunk but otherwise stinks and can't understand why he doesn't start. (I use this example because there was a guy in my high school who could jump through the ceiling but was such a lousy bb player he gave up the game.)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Anonymous, although I wish you'd identify yourself. I'll restart tonight or tomorrow - it's been a stormy and snowy week or so and I was just not able to summon the energy to write. I'm amazed at how tiring it is to cope with external things like snow and delays.
ReplyDeleteI think Norm agrees with me!
ReplyDeleteGood to hear you're OK, thought it might be the snow and attendant problems.
It was, partly, as you'll see when I re-post.....
ReplyDeleteHey there! Hope spring is coming your way!
ReplyDeleteA little comfort music for you.
ReplyDeleteWow, nearly a month since you posted, I hope you're OK, that nothing too serious has happened.
ReplyDeleteAssuming you are OK have you been watching AI? I haven't seen it much but checked in tonight and saw Siobhan Magnus, amazing!
Here's something fascinating.
I had one of those nights where I wake up after about three hours sleep, can't get back to sleep because by then I'm hungry so I get up, have tea, toast and marmalade and spend a couple of hours on the internet. I think of it as bonus time, sleep is such a waste of time.
ReplyDeleteLisa Spaar thinks so too.
I had one of those nights where I wake up after about three hours sleep, can't get back to sleep because by then I'm hungry so I get up, have tea, toast and marmalade and spend a couple of hours on the internet. I think of it as bonus time, sleep is such a waste of time.
ReplyDeleteLisa Spaar thinks so too.
I had one of those nights where I wake up after about three hours sleep, can't get back to sleep because by then I'm hungry so I get up, have tea, toast and marmalade and spend a couple of hours on the internet. I think of it as bonus time, sleep is such a waste of time.
ReplyDeleteLisa Spaar thinks so too.
Sorry for the multiple comment, it wasn't appearing when I posted and I don't know how to delete them from here.
ReplyDeleteThis little poem by Philip Larkin was not published until several years after he died and was therefore not included in his 'Collected'. It was written for his long time companion Monica Jones. Their relationship is to me a sad story for what it could have been.
ReplyDeleteThe Little Lives Of Earth And Form
by Philip Larkin
The little lives of earth and form,
Of finding food, and keeping warm,
Are not like ours, and yet
A kinship lingers nonetheless:
We hanker for the homeliness
Of den, and hole, and set.
And this identity we feel
- Perhaps not right, perhaps not real -
Will link us constantly;
I see the rock, the clay, the chalk,
The flattened grass, the swaying stalk,
And it is you I see.
Moskowitz met his business rival, Levinson, at the airport and asked him, with an elaborate pretense of casualness, "And where do you happen to be going, Levinson?"
ReplyDeleteLevinson, just as casual, responded, "Chicago".
"Aha", said Moskowitz, shaking his finger triumphantly. "Now I've caught you in a flat footed lie. You tell me Chicago because you want me to think you're going to St. Louis, but I talked to your partner only this morning and I happen to know you are going to Chicago, you liar!"
Something to inspire you.
ReplyDeleteWhat happens when the government runs health care.
ReplyDeleteDefining the Problem.
ReplyDeleteI can't forgive you. Even if I could,
You wouldn't pardon me for seeing through you.
And yet I cannot cure myself of love
For what I thought you were before I knew you.
Wendy Cope.
Letting you know I'm thinking of you and miss your blogging, Anne! You crossed my mind last night when I watched a movie starring Barbara Bel Geddes. :) Hope all is well with you and yours!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Laura
One of my favourite writers is Robin of Berkeley who writes at American Thinker, which is one of my favourite sites by the way. See if you like today's article, this one specially for Anne.
ReplyDeleteIt's Earth Day or something so don't forget tonight during Earth Hour or whatever it is to switch on all your lights, turn the heating up, have the TV and the radio going, it's a celebration!
ReplyDeleteA couple of links for you, first one of the best articles I've seen on the disgusting obama treatment of Netanyahu.
ReplyDeleteAnd some fabulous singing.
I feel like a bit of an intruder posting here most days. Just thought I'd keep something happening until Anne returns.
Had a tough work week, a non stop weekend, now I need to listen to Beethoven.
ReplyDeleteTopic is very good, Thank you very much for your information, nice job keep it up.
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Just another note to say you're missed, Anne! Hope all is well.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes,
Laura