May 2010
15 posts
South Korea now looking for a sidekick.
In case you haven’t heard, things are getting a bit testy over on the Korean Peninsula. North Korea (according to South Korea) “deliberately” torpedoed and sank a South Korean warship back in March, killing 46 sailors. Take it from here, New York Times.
Relations between North and South Korea, already strained over the sinking of a South Korean warship, deteriorated to their worst point in many years on Tuesday as the South Korean president redesignated the North as its archenemy, and the North retaliated by severing its few remaining ties with the South.
Forgive me for making light of the situation, but archenemy? Really? I thought that was a designation generally reserved for superheroes referring to their primary villain, not a term used by nations. The Times goes on:
South Korea’s relisting of North Korea as its “principal enemy” — a designation dropped during inter-Korean detente in 2004 — symbolizes the shift in South Korean policy toward the North.
So there’s a certain hierarchy at play here, I guess. Principal enemy is one thing, but archenemy? You know you’ve done something to piss off South Korea then.
In all seriousness though, these kinds of things rarely end well. Technically, the Korean War is still being fought, as it was only a ceasefire armistice that was signed in 1953, but you have to wonder just how much more shit the world is going to take from North Korea before some nation, likely South Korea, snaps and engages them.
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Umpire nation also has its own language, or at least a patois, and it is anything but delicate. The usual four-letter imprecations are well represented in the daily umpire lexicon, but it has one especially distinguishing feature: the word “horseshit.”
For some reason, “horseshit” is specifically a baseball term, having been the most popular and utilitarian curse word in the game for generations, as familiar a locution at the ballpark as “strike three.”
” —Bruce Weber - As They See ‘Em: A Fan’s Travels in the Land of UmpiresWhen I got back from Boston on Sunday, the Ivory Coast jersey I had ordered was waiting for me. On the tag, Puma claims that the jersey is suitable for “Training, Napping, Eating, Driving, Sports, Whatever.” I’m going to make a point to test it out in all of these conditions.
Also: On the machine-wash instruction tag, there was a warning to keep the jersey away from fire. Thanks for the heads up, Puma.
“As Braden celebrated [his perfect game], Sunday night’s Yankee starter, A.J. Burnett, was alone in the Fenway clubhouse and watched Braden. As Braden hugged an older looking woman, Burnett said out loud, to no one in particular, “Grandma, don’t cross my mound.”
—Full story here.
- Billy: Ugh, I gotta pack. This sucks.
- Me: I have to unpack. This sucks.
- Moving sucks.
“An enjoyable vacation is awaiting you.” - Fortune Cookie
Interesting.
“We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.”
—Guildenstern, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead
