Yes, I'm late again. Relax. It's not like there are scores of you waiting for the podcast each week. Last I checked (this morning), there were 17 people subscribed to the podcast feed. I don't know how many are subscribed via iTunes, but I'm guessing there's not a lot. Anyway, today's rant is really a rant, and it originated from the madness going around in the media (mainstream, social, and popular) about the case of Ebola that was identified in Texas. We are worrying and sometimes outright panicking too much about this one case in Texas, ignoring the enormous burden of Ebola (and other diseases) on Africa. Also, I managed to get about a minute in of opinion on a satellite radio talk show. I explained to the host that between 3,000 and 49,000 people in the United States will die from influenza, but we don't stop planes from coming here from other countries, and we don't disinfect schools because of it.
I was ambivalent toward baseball for much of my life, only watching in the post-season and when games mattered. Things have changed in the last couple of years. I've started following the Baltimore Orioles more closely, starting about two years ago when Buck Showalter took the manager job with them. It's been a long time since the Orioles have done well in their division, and today they're on the cusp of winning the division. Watching them play the Toronto Bluejays reminded me of a night in October back in the 1990s when my grandmother came into my room and sat down to watch a World Series game with me.