The Writer's Life 2/8 - Robby, a New Word & a New Deal

RIP MLB Hall of Famer Frank Robinson, 83, a true legend. His accomplishments were extraordinary. He broke in with Cincinnati and was named Rookie of the Year in 1956. He won a Gold Glove in 1958. He is the only player to have ever been voted MVP in each league, for the Reds and Orioles. He played in 14 all-star games. He slugged 586 home runs, which ranks tenth all-time. He was a member of the Orioles' championship teams of 1966 and '70, named MVP in the former. His jersey number, 20, was retired by three franchises: the Orioles, Reds and Giants. He was the first black manager in the big leagues, named Manager of the Year in 1989. When he first broke into baseball, as it became obvious he was headed to the big show, he received death threats. His toughness was legendary. Awesome, sir. Thank you. 

From foxnews.com, edited by yours truly: Here's a word I'd never heard before - "Antinatalist." Believers view procreation as morally wrong, and say human reproduction is intrinsically cruel. David Benatar, a South African philosopher argues that coming into existence is harmful given how much misfortune there is in the world. A 27-year-old follower in India recently shed light on the concept after announcing his intent to sue his parents over his claim that he never consented to being created. He claims that because he never gave permission to be brought into the world, his parents should pay for his life. This notion contradicts itself, adding to the world's rich variety and proving life is a fascinating show worth living. 

Part of the Green New Deal proposed by AOC and other radical leftists calls for the banning of air travel. If, heaven forbid, this ever gets off the ground and is adopted, I wonder how pro athletes and pop stars who travel the planet by air will react. Expect a lot of waivers, especially for liberal politicians and Hollywood jet-setters.

My thanks to the gentleman who purchased three books in Russian, and to the woman seeking to improve her English with something easy, who purchased My Gal Sunday by Mary Higgins Clark. Alan, an ex-cabbie forced to retire when his back was broken in a wreck, stopped to chat. We shared a laugh about how he had to learn what Chinese customers were saying regarding destination. "Maishey" was, of course, Macy's. I have no idea how to spell out their pronunciation of "Brooklyn." I was reminded of how a Bay 37th alum, Joe Mazzo, would go into Rex Bakery on 86th Street whenever the Asian woman who lived upstairs from it was working the counter. He loved how she said 55, the price of a loaf back then - "fitty-fi." He would say "What?" repeatedly just to get her to say it again and again, while his friends would be falling all over themselves on the doorstep. Alan got a kick out of the story, another example of the wonderful things life has to offer.
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