What's broken can be fixed. I don't think I can lose my fandom. But my interest, my attention, my emotional investment, my hope broke last night. Those too can be repaired, but not without expert intervention. Change is what is needed. The Old Man is not going to get his Whale. Giannis Antetokounmpo is not going to beach on the shores of Biscayne Bay. Neither change nor Whales will come as long as the Old Man is at sea chasing his Whale.
Sunday, February 01, 2026
The Old Man and the Whale
Something broke in me last night. I couldn't believe that starting lineup. I still care, thus the numerous "Fuck you's" to everyone in 601 Biscayne. But I saw earlier than most fans, even some cognoscenti, the relentless, perpetual mediocrity into which the "Heat" franchise had fallen and settled post-LeBron. The Old Man, Pat Riley, last landed a Whale sixteen years ago. The Whale got away, or was driven off, twelve years ago. No Whales since. No Whale, No Tale.
Public Occurrences February 1, 2026
Sell America Is the New Trade on Wall Street
Investors are increasingly souring on the United States, as illustrated by the declining dollar, the stalled stock market and rising government borrowing costs.
NYTOnly Pain = Change
The American people, rich and poor alike, need to feel the PAIN of their choice for president.