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http://nba.fanhouse.com/2010/07/15/with-the-heat-its-not-about-a-salary/

Bethlehem Shoals, the best basketball writer I've ever read, on the LeBron story. As usual, he frames it in a way that would have otherwise eluded me, but makes a tremendous amount of sense.

Not perfect sense. Shoals is too hip, too ironic, for that. LeBron and Wade are among the most notably apolitical of major NBA stars, with LeBron famously being called out several years ago for not taking a stand against China's trade relations with the Sudan, during the Beijing Olympics. This is a background Shoals is aware of, but chooses to ignore because he assumes his readers are familiar with it, too. Given what we know of the players involved, the idea that this was purely an economic power play is nonsensical. Obviously the friendships involved are part of the story. Obviously the lure of South Beach was party of the story. And I don't completely disagree with those who suspect that Bosh and Wade are bigger winners than LeBron in some senses.

Still, the reactions from many of the people involved tell us that even if it wasn't fully intended, that was the effect it had. The Mini-Max deals LeBron engineered several years ago were the most impressive thing we've seen from him politically: a daring, colossal risk whose payout is measured far more in power and influence than in money. LeBron makes max money no matter what, unless he suffers a career ending injury. But transforming this summer into the Summer of LeBron was a spectacular move. And dragging his buddies along, making Bosh and Wade and Amare and Joe Johnson part of the party... that was a statement move. That was about saying "You need us more than we need you." And of course, it was pulled off the year before the NBA labor contract needs to be renegotiated. Power politics, seriously.
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First, [community profile] forkedtongues is an awesome community dedicated to multilingualism and translation culture. For poetry month they've been trying to post poems in as many languages and scripts as possible and create a dialogue about translating poetry, and the conversation has been amazing and the poems even better. I've personally posted poems in Chinese, Polish, and Yiddish and translations into English, French, and Spanish.

Second, last week Lee and I went to see Futurity, which was advertised as a Civil War Steampunk Rock Musical. And that was enough to sell us on it before we'd heard a note, but as it turns out it was terrific. It's created and performed by the Brooklyn indie band The Lisps, who we'd also never heard of before but who are apparently amazing.

Futurity tells the story of a Union soldier, Julian Munro, performing jobs like destroying Confederate railroad lines to cut off the Rebel supplies. It's a mindnumbing, back-breaking duty made maddeningly worse by the constant fear that the actual fighting war will reach them at any time. So our hero dreams, steampunk dreams. He dreams of the steam brain, a mechanical device of colossal proportions that will replace the fatally human decisionmakers that have doomed the US to this war. The Steam Brain will bring peace, he insists, in poetic and absolutely stirring letters to his muse, the British scientist Lady Ada Lovelace.

The music is a frenetic blend of indie rock and Appalachian folk, propelled from behind by the most gorgeous steampunked drumkit. The lyrics are verbal diarrhea, a self-conscious stream of consciousness blur of ideas and emotions made physical through the language of science. It holds together, just pure drama, the tensions building and building to an achingly intense climax.

As to the title, well, the play operates under a carefully constructed tension between history and anachronism. Sometimes there's extreme care to make the science sound 19th century, even when it would contradict contemporary ideas about science. Other times, they puncture their own sails with 21st century irony that feels just as intentional. Futurity, in a nutshell.

Fourth, the week before that I celebrated my birthday at the Met's staging of the Magic Flute. It's the second time I've seen this production, and I love every bit of it. Last time, I saw Diana Damrau sing Pamina, and this show's Pamina was no Diana Damrau, but there was really nothing to complain about. I had a great evening out with my little sister.

Third, somebody needs to recommend two books to me.

First, there's been a lot of books and stories out about the various people who "saw it coming" with regards to the economic crisis. And mostly from what I've seen they've just focused on how these random people looked at the numbers and said, "This doesn't add up." I'm sure they're all very clever, but the people who didn't see it coming were very clever too. I want a recommendation for a book that discusses the people who saw it coming and tries to theorize about what characteristics they had that made them different. Is the Michael Lewis book that book?

Second, I want a book about Renaissance-era spycraft. If I'm going to be writing more about the Pirate Rabbi, I need more information about that. Anybody have any experience on that topic?

Fifth, I love numbering things out of order.

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