I am 65 years old today -- officially a "senior." BTW, I am not receiving social security. This isn't a defiant anarchistic gesture -- I simply am willing to wait the year and two-thirds for the full amount. Anyway, I am likely enjoying a wild time as you read this. Trying to wash down clam dip with wine or something. On the Kantian principle that a human mind and its phenomenal world are mutual creations: happy birthday, world! Now let me get back for a moment to the Sam Bankman-Fried trial I mentioned last week. Thinks aren't going well for SBF. Indeed, the picture emerging of his operation makes it all seem positively Madoffian. The Madoff of cryptocurrency : put that on a list of epitaphs no one wants. That will be enough. Don't want to work too hard. I have candles to blow out.
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This is one of those BIG birthdays. Sixty. I won't have much to say about it, but I'll see if I can do some self-indulgent reflection before the cake. I went back and looked at what I wrote in this blog (actually the precursor of this blog) ten years ago, upon hitting the half-century mark. It was not a bad bit of reflecting. I'll confine myself here to comments on the intervening decade. On a personal level, of course, the last decade has seen the intertwine of my life and Diane's. That has been wonderful and, although I seldom mention her in this blog (a bit of compartmentalization one can diagnose as one wishes), I am grateful to the fates or my own karma for our connection. She is at present working on preparations for the party and the above mentioned cake. There is birth family and chosen family. I am blessed with regard to both. Over the decade since I turned 50 both my younger brother and my mother have passed away. Mark, who had struggled with depr...