We certainly give songwriters plenty of leeway when it comes to their songs being "true to life." No one hears "Yellow Submarine" and then criticizes Paul McCartney for the Beatles not actually living in a yellow submarine.
It's October and the boys of summer are heading for the World Series Fall Classic. So it's fitting to ask, what is it about this ball-and-stick game that is so deeply embedded in our culture -- with influence well beyond the actual sport of baseball?
I know of some baseball employees who can relate to that kind of bargain basement salary, and they're in San Francisco, too. Their situation is yet another flagrant example of the vast and widening gap created by income inequality in America.
In advance of the upcoming baseball season, the right-wing blogosphere has gone viral with a parody of Ernest Thayer's immortal "Casey at the Bat," with Barack Obama replacing the Mudville slugger striking out.
I wouldn't allow Lydia, Natalie, Jessie, Russell, Chima, or Kevin, in my home without an armed escort, and this week they were all out to show just what horrible, and in Lydia's case, psychotic, people they are.