LIVE BLOG: Undefeated, #4-ranked SDSU at Air Force!

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Mile High Bally & I are headed down I-25 for some hoops tonight, as I got myself a press credential — making me literally the FAKE NEWS MEDIA!!! 😂 — for the 6pm men’s basketball game at Clune Arena between Air Force (9-14 overall, 3-8 Mountain West) and the #4-ranked team in the country, undefeated San Diego State (23-0, 12-0).

Since I’m #Twitterless this year, and so can’t live-tweet the game, I’m going to try out the arena.im live-blogging platform, which I’ve never used before, and see how I like it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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A chance for Mitt, son of George, to show his quality

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When I logged off Twitter on January 1, and declared this year a #Twitterless2020, my actual goal was that I would ultimately tweet exactly once all year: a long-imagined tweet, or brief series of tweets, on November 3 or 4, if things go as I hope. (Knock on wood.)

But this evening, as I processed the news of Mitt Romney’s stunning, principled vote to remove President Trump from office, I decided that I can live with tweeting exactly twice all year, instead.

I made the decision to interrupt #Twitterless2020 with that tweet to Romney because, reflecting on everything I’ve written since 2016 about the abject cowardice of GOP “leaders” in the face of Trump — beseeching them to stand up, at long last, for what is right, instead of failing (yet again!) this stark test of moral and patriotic values — the tweet felt necessary.

I mean it: this felt like, in some strange and previously unrecognized way, the moment my Twitter account has been building to, and longing for, and awaiting an opportunity to honor, for the last 3 or 4 years.

I realize that may sound stupid and overwrought. But I felt it to such an extent that my resolution to go Twitterless all year — which I’m *really* committed to, and which is going extremely well! — didn’t feel like a good enough reason not to tweet this.

So, I tweeted it.

This was my real-time explanation in my Discord server‘s #living-room:

We now return to our previously scheduled #Twitterless2020, already in progress. 🙂

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P.S. I also posted this bit of adorableness on Instagram:

How 2020 is going so far

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[SCENE: The United States of America, every New Year’s Eve since 2016.]
PERSON #1: “Well, that was an awful year. Good riddance.”
PERSON #2: “Yeah. I sure hope the new year is better.”
[Clock strikes midnight.]
THE NEW YEAR: “Hold my beer.”


Because I’m not on Twitter, I’m not automatically creating a sort of personal record for posterity of the past week’s events (and my reactions thereto). But, news-junkie weirdo that I (still) am, I like having that sort of thing. So here’s a quick summary, via some of my actual sources of information in recent days.

(Several of the screenshots are from the Living Room Discord, which you can join at this invite link.)


(Not that Trump threatening war crimes should be a surprise to anyone. He did so, openly, during the campaign, yet his opponents, Republicans and Democrats alike, barely, and ineffectively, called him out on it. Those war-crime threats were easily one of the most under-reported and under-discussed facts of the 2016 election, as I may have mentioned once or twice or thrice … or, like, a hundred times. And yet he became President. So here we are.)

More after the jump.

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Gettin’ the blog back together! (sort of)

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As I prepare for #Twitterless2020 — my John Green-inspired decision to sign off Twitter for the year — I’ve been pondering how to strike the right balance between two competing impulses.

On the one hand, I know myself too well to think I’ll be happy without an outlet for publishing stuff when I have something to say (or a joke to tell, some photos to show off, a link to comment on, etc.). Decades of experience suggest that trying to completely “go dark” for a year, #lastman-style, would surely fail; I would inevitably cheat on my resolution, and/or stumble into some poorly-considered Twitter substitute. Thus, in order for #Twitterless2020 to be sustainable, I need a “safety valve” — a pre-planned Twitter alternative(s) that makes sense for me.

On the other hand, I don’t want my Twitter alternative(s) to undermine the central purpose of my New Year’s Resolution to go Twitterless in 2020, which is to create a guardrail of sorts for my mental & emotional well-being in the coming election year (and impeachment-trial year). Now that Trump has the powers of incumbency, and the GOP fully in his grip, this is going to be the WORST. ELECTION. EVER. If I’m not careful, I’ll be drawn to its gross excesses and outrages like a moth to a flaming dumpster fire caused by a train wreck. And Twitter has a unique ability to crystallize the worst of all that, condensing the resulting anger and anxiety into its raw elemental form. So the primary goal of #Twitterless2020 is to reduce somewhat my exposure to political angst, rage and toxicity — self-generated and otherwise — and make it easier for me to be intentional about my consumption of news in 2020.

It isn’t that I’ll completely ignore politics in the new year, of course. That would be both impossible and undesirable. But I want to consciously decide when to pay attention to politics, and when to set it aside, as opposed to getting unintentionally sucked in to the toxic vortex of bulls**t by the Twitter Outrage of the DayTM, or by the inexorable need to argue with some Wrong-on-the-Internet rando in my mentions.

Anyway… my original plan was to use Instagram (which is, for me, the least-toxic, least-political social media platform) as my main publishing outlet, with YouTube and Tumblr as fallbacks if I have something lengthier to say or write. But when I explained this to Becky — who thinks #Twitterless2020 is a great idea, but who also emphatically reminded me that I’ve always had an urge to publish stuff somewhere — she asked why I would use Tumblr rather than just going back to blogging, on a blog that I fully own and control, like in the old days (before the dark times…before the Trumpire).

I hadn’t considered that possibility, in part because I’d gotten it into my head that I officially shut down this Living Room Times blog in ~2013-14 (like I did with the Irish Trojan blog back in 2008). But, in fact, I never did shutter the LRT blog. It just gradually fell into disuse, as I explained on February 24, 2014:

As you may have noticed, this blog has gone completely dormant over the last year. I’ve been slow in setting up redirects, but if you’re looking for an Oscar or NCAA pool, go to my Tumblr page . . .

I’m not formally shutting this blog down — who knows, maybe I’ll pick it up again at some point — but for now, all my online energies are focused on Tumblr and Twitter.

Well, that “some point” as arrived. I’m picking it up again. I’m gettin’ the blog back together.

Sort of.

The thing is, I’m not planning to blog “hyperactively,” like I used to. I don’t even really intend to blog regularly (though we’ll see what happens). So I don’t want to over-promise here.

At present, I’m envisioning this space as an outlet that I can use occasionally, whenever I feel like it, much like how I used my Tumblr. So I can post here when I have something I want to say, and then if I don’t blog again for an extended period of time, that’s fine. There will be none of the old pressure to “feed the beast.” That’s the hope, anyway. 🙂 Time will tell.

But what’s really important is avoiding the uniquely toxic nature of Twitter in the current political era. Even if I end up blogging about politics here from time to time, the longer-form nature of a blog naturally lends itself to a bit more thought, a few extra moments to consider if I actually have something worthwhile to say — or if I’m just pointlessly raging & arguing, screaming into the void, and in the process, generating toxicity from INSIDE THE HOUSE.

Basically, just as swearing off Twitter should make it easier to be intentional about my consumption of news, posting my thoughts in blog posts (rather than tweets) should make it easier to be intentional about what I’m saying. Hopefully.

So anyway, that’s what’s happening with the blog.

Oh, and also: I’ve imported all of my Living Room Tumblr posts into the blog’s WordPress back-end. So, in essence, I’m merging the LRT blog of 2009-2014 with the LRT Tumblr of 2011-2019, and moving forward into 2020 with this blog as my primary publishing outlet (or co-primary, alongside my @MileHighBrendan Instagram account.)

And then we’ll see where it goes. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

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Nineteen years and half a life ago, I fell in love with this beautiful woman in London. (Yes, I met and started dating @rmz24601 at USC, during our freshman year—but I *fell in love* with her the following summer, in London.) Eight days ago, we returned to this fair city — with our 7, 9, and 11-year-old daughters in tow — and over the past week & a day, I’ve been reminded again and again of what shockingly good taste I had at age 18, and how happy I am to be sharing life’s adventures with her. Here’s to another 19 years, and another 19 after that, and so on, and so forth, et cetera, ad infinitum. Order, order. 🇬🇧❤️🇬🇧❤️🇬🇧❤️ (at Diana, Princess of Wales Memorial Playground)
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It’s March Madness Eve — the afternoon before the greatest four days in sports — and that can only mean one thing: pointless, quasi-ritualistic, probably self-defeating overthinking of my bracket. A tradition unlike any other. 🙂

P.S. At http://bit.ly/LRT4th2019 you can enter @krizoitz’s free “Living Room Times Memorial Pool,” which is basically an unofficial continuation of my annual NCAA pools (circa 1996-2015). Good luck and #gozags.
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America is probably doomed

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[This post was originally published on The Living Room Tumblr.]

With our long national Kava-nightmare almost over in one sense (and just beginning in another sense), I suppose I might as well go ahead and share (an expanded version of) the extremely depressing big-picture thoughts on the state of the nation that I typed up last Friday morning (before Flake flipped), almost posted on Facebook, then decided against posting and instead just e-mailed to my dad – because I needed to unburden my soul by sharing my rant with someone, but I wasn’t in a fit emotional state to share it publicly (and thus deal with reading people’s responses). But now I am, I think.

I’m posting this because I sort of want to lay down a marker, I guess, and timestamp this prediction for posterity, however much I hope I’m wrong. But seriously, listen up: if you’re already feeling depressed about politics, and you’re searching for comfort or optimism or motivation or a call to action, DO NOT READ THE REST OF THIS POST. I mean it. I have nothing to offer you but hopelessness about where things are headed. No pithy jokes, no Aragorn speeches, no memes of Mitt Romney riding a horse. I got nothin’. Sorry.

(Well, okay. There’s one LOTR-themed joke about Lindsey Graham. But that’s it!)

Anyway, here goes:

National politics is broken beyond repair, for at least a generation or two, and quite possibly forever. The American Experiment had a good run, but it has failed.

It’s clear now that the rot is much deeper than Trump, and removing or defeating him won’t fix it. Nor will a Democratic rout in November fix it (though we should still certainly vote for that). Republican politicians and opinion leaders, from partisan nihilists like McConnell to vile grievance-mongers like Trump to craven enablers like Ryan to the shameless propagandists at Fox News, are WAAAAAAAY more to blame than Democratic politicians – and yet there are much deeper forces at work than politicians’ (or political parties’) terrible decisions. Technological, cultural, economic, media, you name it. Those bigger forces have amplified the politicians’ terrible decisions, and vice versa, to the point that we’ve now gone beyond the Republicans’ power to undo the damage they’ve done, in any realistic scenario.

Nor can the Democrats undo it, though they’re our best hope to forestall things a little. But mostly I think this is a runaway train now. In 2016, I believed that a few well-placed acts of principle could pull us back from the brink. I don’t believe that now, and I’ve begun to doubt that it was true even then. Which, in a way, makes the twists and turns of 2016 slightly less agonizing in retrospect: if Trump is merely a catalyst, speeding up an inevitability instead of fundamentally changing the course of history, then stupid bullshit like Rubio imploding in New Hampshire, or Kasich not dropping out, or Romney not running third party, or Hillary’s pneumonia/deplorables weekend, or the Comey letter, feel less tragically world-historical, and more like footnotes to America’s decline. So that’s…uh…comforting? I guess??

Anyway, if 2016 shattered my previous worldview (it did), I guess this is the extremely depressing new worldview that I think I’m settling into: for a huge variety of interconnected reasons, America’s national politics has stumbled into a perfect shitstorm, and the cavalry ain’t coming. The problems have become structural and fundamental, as well as cultural and moral, and at some level even spiritual, for lack of a better term. The cancer has metastasized into the very marrow of our civic life, and there is no cure.

Maybe, decades from now, my daughters’ generation can fix things somehow. But I fear the clusterfuck will keep spiraling downward so badly that the Republic as we know it will be well & truly doomed before the current generation of leaders relinquishes power.

I’m not going to lay out a point-by-point case here, setting forth all the reasons and examples of exactly what I mean and why I’ve reached this conclusion. If you think I’m being hyperbolic and ridiclous, that’s fine. But I don’t think so. I have a long history (pre-Trump) of usually being very skeptical of sweeping pessimistic conclusions like this – because everything is cyclical, every generation always thinks doom is nigh, and recency bias is a helluva drug – but even despite those priors, I can no longer persuade myself that American democracy is in anything other than an existential crisis. The system is broken at its core, in countless ways, and its brokenness corrupts nearly everyone who participates in it. They’re corrupted to differing degrees and in different ways, to be sure – so, like, Lindsey Graham has outpaced Ben Sasse in the race to the bottom, for instance – but even the principled people are corrupted and worn down by it eventually, and/or they give up because there’s simply no place for them anymore.

Now, I know what you’re thinking: OMG, both-sides-ism! Yes, what I just described is mostly happening on the GOP side right now. But just you watch. When the Democrats take power, they’ll respond to the GOP’s misdeeds in ways that will feel justified and right and necessary, maybe even to me, but will ultimately make things worse – if only because of the counter-reaction, and the counter-counter-reaction, and so on. Plus, even if the Dems try their very best not to be consumed by bad ideas that sound good to an angry mob, they will have to throw a few bones to their increasingly furious base, or face electoral doom. Mind you, the base is furious for good reason – but even righteous fury eventually starts feeding on itself. And throwing bones to an angry base (while still mostly governing like statesmen) is how it started for GOP, too. Just you wait. It won’t end well for us either, and we’ll only look good in comparison to them.

Besides, soon after the Dems’ brief post-Trump ascendancy, the Republicans will re-take power, and back & forth, back & forth. Which, in this climate, means that it’ll continue downhill. Polarization will get worse. Demonization will get worse. Tribalism will get worse. Defending the indefensible will become more & more commonplace. Fear and anger will get more intense, on both sides.

There is no moderating or unifying force in the culture anymore that’s powerful enough to stop, or even meaningfully slow, this civic descent. Indeed, national culture and national politics are merging, which is terrible for both. Everything is becoming political – and because politics is awful right now, everything is becoming increasingly awful. Every horrible human impulse now has a political sponsor (mostly on the Right, for now, but hold the Left’s beer). Conversely, every salutary thought or feeling or belief, no matter how obviously correct, is one national controversy away from instantly becoming virulently opposed by half the country.

At a very big-picture level, I think the ultimate problem is that various aspects of modernity amplify our baser impulses, and suppress our better ones, in ways that our lizard brain just can’t contend with. This leads to weirdly discordant effects: on an individual level, Americans mostly get along fine (albeit while also gradually self-sorting into tribal bubbles), which is why I have some hope for state and local politics. If we’re going to actually “MAGA,” that’s where it will start…slowly. But at a national level, and at a broad cultural level, the divisiveness and discord have become fully self-sustaining. They barely even need to be stoked anymore. They basically stoke themselves – or else they incessantly demand that anyone within earshot stoke them, until someone inevitably accedes. Possibly even someone who was once a man of Rohan, like Lindsey Gríma.

I’m not sure what the end point of all this will look like. It may well be that economic/market forces – assuming they don’t also merge with politics, the way cultural forces are – will prevent the most extreme outcomes (i.e., the ones involving widespread violence) from coming to pass. But even the market lacks the power to restore anything approaching governability or sane politics. Perhaps America will hit bottom, but that “bottom” will be essentially a mostly nonviolent failed state (at the national level).

In terms of the basic functionality of the Republic, though, I see no way out – especially once you consider the notion of our already-broken politics handling, among other things, the social upheaval that will accompany the coming boom in high-level automation and artificial intelligence. Eek.

The best counterargument to all this is generic mild optimism bolstered by a vague nod to history: we’ve muddled through before, so we’ll probably muddle through again. And perhaps so. But that’s incredibly nonspecific, and the truth is, I can’t picture a plausible path back to healthy democracy. Whereas I can easily imagine and describe various specific, plausible paths where things keep getting worse and worse.

I suspect that, in ten years, we’ll probably remember 2018 as the halcyon days when things weren’t quite so bad, just like we now think of 2008 (the year that gave us Sarah Palin, for chrissakes!), never mind 1998 (when the cast of “Rent” was despairing about how awful it was to be “living in America at the end of the millennium”). Ten years after that, we’ll say the same about how great 2028 was, and so on. And this won’t just be dumb nostalgia; we’ll be entirely correct. Things are very bad, and they’ll get much worse. On this one specific point, Derb was right when he wrote in 2002: “We are living in a golden age. The past was pretty awful; the future will be far worse. Enjoy!”

I increasingly fear that the question now isn’t how to repair the damage or restore normalcy, but whether everyday life in America can remain tenable under a permanently (or at least generationally) broken federal government. I have no idea, but I think we’re going to find out. Or our kids are.

I’m probably overreacting, and feeling more hopeless than I should… but on the other hand, over the past 2-3 years, the moments when I’ve felt a profound pessimistic clarity are the moments when I’ve made the best predictions. Hopefully this is an exception, but I doubt it. #DOOM

SNARKNADO 2018!

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First of all: if you haven’t joined already, enter my 14th annual Oscar Pool! (Password: eternalglory)

It’s free to enter. The prize is ETERNAL GLORY! The deadline is 6:30 PM Mountain Time today (Sunday).

Secondly: this is where you’ll find Becky’s & my annual Live-Blog / Live-Chat / Live-Snark, a.k.a. SNARKNADO 2018, starting tonight at ~6:00 PM MST. We’ll mock the Oscars together, and also reveal live results of the Oscar Pool.

The chat will appear below. TO OPEN THE CHAT IN A SEPARATE WINDOW, CLICK HERE.

Anyone can view the chat, but to participate, you’ll need to log in with Facebook or Twitter. (Don’t worry, it won’t automatically tweet out your comments or anything.) The Cover It Live window will have a login option once the chat starts.

UPDATE: Facebook login seems to be broken, so you have to log in via Twitter. Ugh.

Another way to participate in the live-chat: if you post a tweet on Twitter with the hashtag #LRTOscars, it will automatically appear in the chat.

Happy snarking! And good luck in the pool, vying for #EternalGlory!

14th annual Oscar Pool!

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[This post was originally published on The Living Room Tumblr.]

It’s that time of year again… and I’ve procrastinated until the last minute again… but the 14th annual Living Room Times Oscar Pool is finally online and ready for your predictions!

The password is eternalglory – because, of course, this is your one chance to earn official, Living Room Times-certified ETERNAL GLORY in 2018.

The deadline to enter the pool is Sunday at 6:30 PM Mountain Time (8:30 Eastern, 5:30 Pacific), when the Oscars get underway.

If you entered my Oscar Pool in 2016 or 2017, you’ll be prompted to sign in to the pool website using the same username and password. (Don’t worry, there’s an forgot username/password page if you need it.)

The pool is, of course, free to enter. There’s no monetary prize – just a shot at bragging rights and, as mentioned earlier, ETERNAL GLORY!

The pool scoring system is the same as in prior years: 12
points for Best Picture, 9 apiece for the directing and lead acting
categories, 6 each for the supporting acting categories, 4 each for the
screenplay categories, 2 each for documentary feature, animated feature,
foreign film, cinematography and original score, and 1 per award for
everything else.

As always, contestants are urged to enter using their full name, a
Twitter handle, or some other readily recognizable partial name or
nickname/pseudonym. (After all, what’s the point of “bragging rights” –
never mind “eternal glory” – if we don’t know who you are?)

Anyway, get in the pool!!! (Once more with feeling: the password is eternalglory.)

Also, you’ll want to come back here for SNARKNADO 2018, a.k.a. Becky’s and my annual Live-Blog / Live-Chat / Live-Snark, during which we’ll mock the show and discuss the live Oscar Pool results. The Snarknado will start at (or around) 6:00 PM Mountain Time
Sunday
. Bookmark this Tumblr and check back then!

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I made a Schrödinger’s Win Probability Chart for the Super Bowl, from Sunday night through Tuesday morning, showing who I thought probably won, based on hints I received & hunches I had while playing Last Man.

P.S. To clarify/explain a few points:

This @SylvanRansom tweet, RT’d Sunday night by trusted #lastman-safe account @findthelastman (practically my sole source of information about the outside world for ~36 hours), struck me as something that a person was less likely to say if the Patriots had won. I mean, practically everybody expected the Patriots to win. So why would someone brag, “I knew they’d win” about a New England victory? Whereas, if you were one of the few who had predicted an Eagles win, that would be something to crow about.

@ErictBBC’s redacted tweet included the statement, “I had no idea just how many freaking [team] fans work here. Holy crap.” Initially, that seemed to imply an Eagles win; after all, wouldn’t you already know if a bunch of your co-workers are Patriots fans? But then came the “meta-hunch” that, if the Eagles had won, @findthelastman would deem the tweet unsafe for that very reason, whereas if the Patriots had won, the issue might not occur to him. I described part of this swirling thought process in the moment as “#lastman madness.”

• I tweeted earlier about my co-worker’s “that’s a first” joke, and about my wife’s “American thing” joke. Both jokes were ostensibly neutral and could apply to either outcome – but they both struck me as slightly more likely to occur to someone if the Eagles had won.

• Conversely, my co-worker’s decision to tell the office Patriots superfan about #lastman, and urge him not to talk to me about the Super Bowl, struck me as potentially implying that the Patriots had won. Why would a Pats fan want to seek out a conversation with me about a game that his team had lost? (In retrospect, this unintentional head-fake was helpful in counteracting some of the Eagles-leaning hints that I had picked up, thereby preventing me from even approaching Rule 4 territory.)

• The “DM about Pennsylvania” was a comment by @dgmcdowell about the Pennsylvania redistricting controversy that, while (again) ostensibly not giving anything away, seems to me like something he’d be marginally more likely to think of saying if the Eagles had won.