Embarrassment of Riches

The phrase “embarrassment of riches” isn’t really about either “embarrassment” or “riches.” It refers to an over-the-top superabundance one sometimes encounters in the course of going about one’s daily business and unexpectedly finding much more than was originally anticipated. That is exactly what happened to me today. And you are the beneficiary.

 

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It being Saturday, I went over to Midtown for Farmers Market a little earlier than usual. So early in fact that most of the vendors were barely even set up when I arrived. And Pachamama Coffee was still closed. So I decided, what the heck, I’ll walk over to Mansion Flats and see my old friend Matt Fitch’s house.

Matt and Ruth Fitch were long-time members of Trinity Cathedral we knew from when we lived here in the early 1990’s. If you’re wondering what Matt looked like back then, picture the Marlboro Man with silver hair and a big bushy Sam Elliott mustache, about 6’5″, and devilishly handsome. Before sweet red-haired Ruth died during COVID, they bought an old Victorian together in Mansion Flats. In an epic renovation effort, they raised the entire structure an extra four feet above street level so that the downstairs ceilings would have the same headroom as the upstairs ones. To understand why they’d do such a thing, other than Matt’s tall frame, perhaps a word on Sacramento’s history, topography, and architecture is in order before we go on.

 

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Back before the weir and levee system was built early in the 20th century, the Sacramento River regularly flooded downtown when Sierra snow melt and spring rains combined to send it over its banks into low lying areas everywhere – including Mansion Flats. Victorian houses built here in the late 1800’s were usually 2 or 3 story affairs, with a low-ceiling kitchen plus servants’ quarters on the ground floor, and living areas for the more affluent owners up top. We lived in the upstairs of one of these Victorians near 16th and T back in the day. An elderly Chinese couple lived downstairs – with much less headroom, and way cheaper rent.

Matt and Ruth’s place had the standard Victorian layout, but they decided that the first floor should have ceilings just as high as the upper stories. So they  jacked the place up and renovated it over the course of a full year. The cost to do so was considerable, of course.

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The pictures below come in two sections. Section 1 is mostly Mansion Flats, and includes some of the many murals painted on exterior walls around downtown Sacramento. Section 2 is Midtown Farmers Market, including some of the rich bounty – indeed, a veritable embarrassment of riches – to be found there. In both cases, I hope you enjoy it even half as much as I did.

 

Embarrassment of Riches - average Victorian
An average Victorian in Mansion Flats.
Embarrassment of Riches - actual mansion.
An actual mansion in Mansion Flats.

Embarrassment of Riches in Mansion Flats.

The Fitch house after it rose 4′ off the ground.
16th and F, in the heart of Mansion Flats.

 

The former Speakeasy Jazz Club, which sits directly across the street from the Fitch place. It’s now a BBQ joint, as you can see.
This mural is fronted by one of SacTown’s homeless folk who sleep on the sidewalk.
Memorial Auditorium was also under renovation for a full year. It’s back open now.
The Sacramento Visitors and Convention Bureau, with cool Bear mural included.
Is this a quail? I wasn’t sure. But it’s pretty impressive nevertheless.
Better Red than… well, you know.
A new Thai place to try. With mural, of course.
Spanish Fly Hair Garage: 444-1FLY? A master stroke of marketing genius!

 

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Embarrassment of Riches - train tracks.
You cross over these train tracks when going from downtown to midtown.

 

What’s the special event? It’s Farmers Market!
Embarrassment of Riches - bounty basket.
Bountiful basket after flower purchase.
When they say “wood fire” they aren’t kidding.

Embarrassment of Riches - film fest.
From the free ad wall at Pachamama Coffee. Any film fest that includes Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Pee-wee Herman is OK by me.
Embarrassment of Riches - greeting cards.
I am such a sucker for greeting cards. Alright, I admit it:  I went a little over-board. So sue me.

 

Stumped By The Crossword

It’s not often I get stumped by the NYT crossword. But today, right out of the gate at 1-across, there was this clue for a 9-letter word meaning “perfectly acceptable, humorously.” Any guesses? Yeah, me neither.

As it turns out, this is one of those sly neologisms generated out of pop culture that only niche aficionados will get without serious help. Still not ringing a bell? How about a little hint then, a visual one.

 

Stumped by the crossword - Homer S.

 

 

As it turns out upon Googling,

we learn that the word “cromulent” came into being this way:

 

According to the DVD commentary for The Simpsons, the show runners asked the writers to come up with nonce words that sounded like words that could be in actual use. Writer David X. Cohen came up with cromulent as one of those words. It means “acceptable” or “fine.”

 

The extended take from Merriam-Webster is here,

and concludes with the following:

 

The joke was so sly and subtle that as “It’s a perfectly cromulent word” was repeated, it wasn’t necessarily clear to the hearer that it was a joke. In the years following the episode’s debut, cromulent appeared in campus op-eds…  and even in the name of a theater company. Cromulent has crept so deep into the language that it has even shown up as a hypothetical example in a Supreme Court amicus brief.

 

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Yeah, believe it or don’t.

Par for course for The Simpsons, I’d say.

Not 100% sure about SCOTUS, however.

Next time you get stumped by the crossword,

be sure to check your amicus briefs.

Proper Staging

As any real estate professional worth their salt will tell you, proper staging of a property for sale is almost as important as a proper price point and good PR. And of course, let’s not forget that old maxim of the real estate trade: Location location location.

Slowly but surely, with lots of outside help from the plumber, the electrician, the handyman, the window cleaner, the pest control guy, U-haul, Lowe’s, and Keller Interiors (for flooring and carpet installation), things at 392 Midstream are finally starting to come together. Also a huge shout out to my better half. She was here for a week faithfully patching/spackling drywall, grouting tile/backsplash, scrubbing floors/countertops, and (most importantly) providing invaluable emotional support. Thanks, dear. You’re the best.

Interior painting is by far the biggest hurdle. At this point I feel like it’s only barely been begun. But in the course of adding flat white to the walls and semi-gloss to the trim, I had occasion to re-finish these two pieces of old furniture. It’s just a dry sink and a step-up stool, but injecting them with some new life has provided at least a small start to the task of proper staging.

 

Proper Staging - step-up stool.

 

Now if I can just find time to talk with a tax attorney about making sure we don’t get killed on capital gains, maybe we’ll be ready to roll. Wish us luck. Something tells me we’re gonna need it.

More photos are here. Contractor info for those local to West Sac is available on request. Sometimes it takes a village. Other times it takes a whole major metropolitan area. I think maybe this is one of the latter.

 

Power Grab

The NYer has proved to be a treasure trove of timely commentary lately. Witness yesterday’s post on Aristotelian Ethics, here – just in case you somehow inexplicably missed it. Today, there’s this further wisdom on a thwarted power grab by the legislature in Ohio. Now before you go all Tucker Carlson on me, be advised:  I couldn’t care less if the threshold for amending the Buckeye state’s constitution is 50%, 60%, or 99%. What happens in Ohio, stays in Ohio, right? But on the other hand, “Don’t Tread On Me” is a credo with powerful political undertones. And the fact remains, it can cut both ways.

Under the theory that very few of you have a NYer subscription, I’m shamelessly reproducing the full text of the article below. If you’re part of the elite 1% who do subscribe to the NYer, then you can read the piece in full – with all embedded links – here.  In any case, I’m not out to change anybody’s mind about constitutional law, public policy, or anything else. I just think it’s both interesting and entertaining to find out that the real purpose behind a ballot measure may not be as it at first appears on the surface. And also, of course, I’m making the point that the Gadsden flag is an equal opportunity emblem for personal liberty.

 

Power Grab - Sweetie.
More snarky merch from dissent pins is here.

 

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Republicans in the Ohio legislature are accustomed to acting with impunity. Thanks to a carefully crafted, veto-proof majority in both chambers that might make Elbridge Gerry blush, they worry little about the popular will in a state that is more evenly divided than the legislature’s agenda would suggest. “We can kind of do what we want,” Matt Huffman, the State Senate president, said last year. But on Tuesday, Ohio’s voters demonstrated that they can’t do so always—at least, not when they’re trying to change the rules in order to give themselves more power.

 

In a chain of events triggered by the Supreme Court’s Dobbs decision, which overturned Roe v. Wade last year, the Ohio legislature hurriedly tried to raise the threshold for changing the state constitution by popular vote from a simple majority—a standard that has been in force since 1912—to sixty per cent. Their aim was to get ahead of a ballot initiative in November that would amend the constitution to insure that “every individual has a right to make and carry out one’s own reproductive decisions.” Voters in neighboring Michigan approved comparable language last year, with nearly fifty-seven per cent of the vote. A recent opinion poll in Ohio suggested a similar level of support, which worried anti-abortion G.O.P. legislators, who were counting on the summer doldrums to depress turnout.

 

The strategy failed. Early voting proved exceptionally popular, as lines stretched out the door and around the corner in the state’s most populous counties. The vote-no campaign not only won convincingly statewide, fifty-seven percent to forty-three per cent, but it also registered victories in more than twenty counties. (Joe Biden, by contrast, won just seven counties in Ohio in 2020.) “Ohioans saw this for what it was, a naked power grab,” Jen Miller, the executive director of the League of Women Voters of Ohio, a member of the vote-no coalition, told me. “More power for the powerful and more power for those with deep pockets. And less power for all of us to hold the Ohio government accountable when it’s not acting in our interest or is being corrupt.”

 

The result showed anew the mobilizing power of abortion rights, especially when paired with a message that the bans favored by many Republican-dominated legislatures are an affront to personal liberty. A racy advertisement from the vote-no camp shows a partly clad woman and man in bed. The woman asks the man whether he has a condom. He says that he does, but as he reaches for the drawer someone else gets there first. “I’m your Republican congressman,” a man in a suit and tie says. “Now that we’re in charge, we’re banning birth control.” As the scene closes, the words on the screen read, “Keep Republicans out of your bedroom: Vote no on Aug 8.”

 

The same Don’t-Tread-On-Me idea of exercising rights free from government intrusion, which has been so effectively deployed lately by conservatives, helped defeat a Republican-led measure in Kansas last year, in the dead of summer, that would have removed abortion rights from the state constitution. There, in the first post-Dobbs election centered on reproductive rights, the pro-choice advocates pointedly called themselves Kansans for Constitutional Freedom. The measure lost by eighteen points in a state that Donald Trump had easily won twice. The triumph started a pro-choice winning streak that has stretched from Kentucky and Montana to Michigan, Vermont, and California. In Illinois, after early Ohio results were in, Anne Caprara, the chief of staff to the Democratic governor, J. B. Pritzker, tweeted, “There is no more potent issue in America than abortion. None. It is the issue that cuts across partisan/gender/racial lines. It affects everyone.”

 

The vote-no advocates also exploited a sense that leading Republicans were trying to eliminate majority rule. One meme drew on the famous rivalry between Ohio State and Michigan. If the sixty-per-cent threshold applied to football, and the final score in a game was Ohio State 59 and Michigan 41 — in other words, if Ohio State didn’t score at least sixty points — Michigan would be the winner. It didn’t help the backers of the amendment, called Issue 1, that they launched the campaign without publicly mentioning abortion, but declaring an urgent need to “safeguard Ohio’s constitution from special interests,” especially monied figures in other states.

 

In fact, for more than a hundred years, since shortly after Theodore Roosevelt lamented, in Ohio, that many state legislatures “have not been responsive to the popular will,” the state’s procedures for amending the constitution by popular vote have worked smoothly. More amendments lost than won in recent decades, even with the threshold for passage at a simple majority. And not all the winners could be defined as progressive. (In 2004, voters agreed to define marriage as between a man and a woman.) Yet Republican leaders, led by Frank LaRose, Ohio’s secretary of state, who has since declared his candidacy for the U.S. Senate, said that the threat was so urgent that an August election was essential.

 

LaRose, however, had previously backed a successful effort to abolish August special elections, calling the costly, low-turnout affairs “bad news for the civic health of our state.” (In his about-face, he said that holding Tuesday’s vote was a matter of “good government.”) And more than eighty per cent of the money raised by Protect Our Constitution, the principal backers of Issue 1, came from a wealthy Illinois abortion opponent and Republican donor, Richard Uihlein. It also turned out that, according to LaRose himself, the goal was, in fact, to prevent voters from guaranteeing access to abortion in November. “This is a hundred percent about keeping a radical, pro-abortion amendment out of our constitution,” he told a political gathering.

 

After Tuesday’s defeat, the president of Ohio Right to Life, Michael Gonidakis, predicted that abortion opponents who were queasy about raising the threshold would muster in November and defeat the pro-choice amendment. “They’ll come home,” he said. If they do, there’s a good chance that a harsh law, which forced a pregnant ten-year-old to travel to Indiana for an abortion last summer, will be reimposed. That law, which banned almost all abortions after six weeks, with no exceptions for rape or incest, remains on hold amid a court challenge. If the pro-choice amendment is approved in November, the law would be superseded by a policy akin to the one outlined in Roe v. Wade.

 

Among the optimists is Sri Thakkilapati, the executive director of an Ohio abortion clinic, who addressed reporters on Wednesday. She recalled the months last year when the stricter law was in effect, requiring her to turn away hundreds of patients, who then needed to leave the state if they still chose to seek an abortion. “They were terrified,” she said. Her experience shows her that “people in every corner of the state need this service, and we know that they support this right.” As the vote-no campaign of August pivots to vote yes in November, she said, “We have the momentum. We have the will of the people.”

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Nicomachean Ethics

It’s been a while since I’ve read the Greek philosophers. And it’s been even longer since I’ve commented on any of their philosophies. But those days are over and done for, friends. Step aside, Socrates and Plato.  Scatter, all ye contemptible Sophists.  Aristotle’s on the way. And from the looks of things, Nicomachean Ethics is here to stay. There’s a current NYer book review, here. It’s authored by former Rhodes Scholar and current Cambridge philosophy prof, Nikhil Krishnan. And we are the beneficiaries.

Before we get too far down the road, a word about that title is in order. According to the reviewer, “Aristotle’s father and son were both named Nicomachus. So, the title may have honored one of them.”  At a minimum then, Aristotle frames his “Ethics” (to put it in modern parlance, Greek “ethics” is just a way of understanding how to “flourish” – that is, how to live “The Good Life”) as something familial, as a system of enduring wisdom passed down through the generations.  So far, so good. Ah, but wait. There’s more. Much, much more.

 

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For good or for ill, bringing Greek philosophy into the Internet Age nudges us toward reading Aristotle as a kind of self-help manual. To put it more crudely, as this reviewer definitely does:

 

The Internet has no shortage of moralists and moralizers. But one ethical epicenter is surely the extraordinary, addictive subreddit called “Am I the Asshole?,” popularly abbreviated AITA. In the forum, which celebrates its tenth anniversary this summer, users post brief accounts of their interpersonal conflicts, then brace themselves for the judgment of online strangers: Usually either YTA (“You’re the asshole”) or NTA (“Not the asshole”). A team of moderators enforces the rules, of which the most important, addressed to the supplicant, reads “Accept your judgment.”

A few recent ones: Am I the asshole for “telling my brother that he is undateable?” For “asking my girlfriend to dress better on a date night?” For “refusing to resell my Taylor Swift Tickets?” Some posts have become famous, or Internet famous, like the one from a guy who asked an overweight seatmate on a five-hour flight to pay him $150 for encroaching on his space. The subreddit promises, in its tagline, “a catharsis for the frustrated moral philosopher in all of us.”

What’s striking about AITA is the language in which it states its central question: You’re asked not whether I did the right thing but, rather, what sort of person I’m being. And, of course, an asshole represents a very specific kind of character defect. (To be an asshole, according to Geoffrey Nunberg in his 2012 history of the concept, is to “behave thoughtlessly or arrogantly on the job, in personal relationships, or just circulating in public.”) We would have a different morality, and an impoverished one, if we judged actions only with those terms of pure evaluation, “right” or “wrong;” and judged people only “good” or “bad.” Our vocabulary of commendation and condemnation is perpetually changing. But it has always relied on “thick” ethical terms, which combine description and evaluation.

This way of thinking about ethical life — in which the basic question is who we are, not what we do — has foundations in a work of Aristotle’s from the fourth century B.C., known as the Nicomachean Ethics….

 

And, with that, it’s off to the Aristotelian races.

 

I won’t spoil it for you to say how this tale of Nicomachean Ethics turns out. If you have a serious yen to hear how it all gets resolved, well, then go out and subscribe to the NYer to read it for yourself. Or, maybe instead, enroll at Cambridge to listen to the reviewer lecture in person. Although, on second thought, that’s likely to be a much more costly solution. But in any case, please, please, please: Don’t be an asshole. That’s good life advice whether you’re a 4th century B.C. Greek philosopher, or a 21st century Internet aficionado.

 

Aristotle's Nichomachean Ethics.
Greek philosopher or Internet aficionado? You make the call.

Missed Meme

Have you missed Meme Monday as much as I have? Well, like it or not you’re gonna get the full treatment on Tuesday this week. “Better late than never,” that’s what I always say. Oh, and… yer welcome.

 

Missed Meme
“Waste not, want not,” that’s what MY better angels always say.

 

“Exit, pursued by a Bear” – at least according to William Shakespeare. Extra credit if you can name (in the Comments section) which play it’s from:  Spoiler is here

 

Missed meme #3 - looking out for #1.
“Best to look out for #1,” that’s what the smart therapists always say. Especially during August when they’re on vacation.

 

Spiritual High Point

We did a lot of fun stuff during this visit to CA, including a trip up the coast, with all the deets here. Also there was lots of restaurant hopping from North Coast Brewing Company in Ft. Bragg, to Burgers ‘N Brew close by home here in Yolo County, to the fanciest of the fancy, The Firehouse in Old Town Sac. On a less romantic note, there was everything from painting and patching and spackling and grouting at 392 Midstream – with multiple trips to Lowe’s sprinkled in. There was even the assembling an IKEA chest of drawers (TRIGGER WARNING: DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME). But the spiritual high point, hands down, was Midtown Farmer’s Market on Saturday morning.

 

“Peak Season” on the NYer cover.

 

This week’s New Yorker cover captures what they call “Peak Season.” And based on AVW’s recent photos, see below, I’d say that’s an apt description of the 1st week in August pretty much anywhere in the Northern Hemisphere you’d care to roam. A past post with even more bountiful produce pix is here.

 

Spiritual High Point - bouquet of flowers. The Spiritual High Point of tomato - heirlooms. The spiritual high point of fruits - fresh strawberries.

Spiritual High Point - Pachamama.
On the wall at Pachamama, the caffeinated spiritual high point of any trip to Midtown Sac.

 

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Thanks for the visit and all the help, A.

It literally couldn’t have been done without you.

Especially that @#$%^& chest of drawers.

MacKerricher

MacKerricher State Beach is in Mendocino County near Ft. Bragg (CA, not NC). AVW has more and better pix on her Instagram, here. Last night we saw harbor seals poking their heads out of the surf at sunset, more different kinds of water fowl than you would ever care to shake a stick at, and ubiquitous ground squirrels shamelessly begging. “Please don’t feed the wildlife as it makes them overweight and dependent on your handouts.” Two things about 20K steps a day: It’s hard to over-eat, and you sleep very, very well knowing you have not contributed to the delinquency of ground squirrels.

A previous post on the Mendocino Coast from 2018 – with more and better flower shots @ the Botanic Gardens – is here. Can it really be five years since we last visited? Yup, time waits for no man. But it’s still cold as the dickens when the fog rolls in. Sure glad we brought sweatshirts.

 

Mendocino Coast Realty: Vacaville this ain’t.
MacKerricher State Park - my sunshine.
MacKerricher State Beach:  My only sunshine.

 

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Dinner tonight is in downtown Ft. Bragg at North Coast Brewing Company, home of my favorite beer, Brother Thelonius Abbey Ale.

 

 

And what post could possibly be complete without a little patented dewconsulting brand snark from the Pacific Coast Trail parking lot?

 

MacKerricher window sticker.
Yeah, that’s right. You heard me, Vlad.