Few entrepreneurs of my lifetime have had greater influence, and it was mostly for the better. R.I.P.
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I don’t often talk about individual historians because most of you won’t care, but it’s worth noting the death of Oscar Handlin, a historian who did more than anyone to create the field of immigration history and who used his expertise and authority to help pass the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965.
A lot of terrific players died in yesterday’s horrible Lokomotiv Yaroslavl crash. But the one that depressed me the most was Brad McCrimmon. A stay-at-home defenseman myself, I always admired practitioners of the art, and McCrimmon was one of the best. He didn’t get half the recognition of his near-contemporary Rod Langway, but I think he was as good or better, racking up >+40 seasons like clockwork in his prime, smart and very tough. If you appreciate the subtle skills of the defense-first defenseman, he was beautiful to watch, perfectly positioned and firing off quick first passes to ignite the transition.
I neglected to write about this at the time, but three players in this year’s Hall of Fame class were closely connected with McCrimmon. Two of his teammates from the only championship team I will ever root for (Gilmour overdue, Nieuwendyk frankly a little marginal) made me happy by getting the nod, and his permanently overshadowed teammate and sometime partner on Keenan’s excellent Flyer teams Mark Howe (whose induction was way overdue) was finally selected. McCrimmon wasn’t quite Hall of Fame caliber, but he helped his teams nearly as much. He was a rock.
Apparently a great guy too. R.I.P.
Jani Lane, R.I.P. Seems a particularly cruel fate for this to happen during state fair season…
Senator Mark O. Hatfield of Oregon, the only Republican to vote against the balanced-budget amendment when it fell one vote short of passing the Senate last week, offered to resign before the vote, the majority leader, Bob Dole, said today.
Mr. Dole said he had turned that offer down. But today, he did not rule out punishing Mr. Hatfield for his vote by taking away his committee chairmanship in the Senate.
Mr. Hatfield’s resignation from the Senate would have allowed the proposed constitutional amendment, which would have required a balanced Federal budget, to pass the Senate with the needed majority of two-thirds of those voting.
This was in the prelude to Dole’s final run for the Presidency, when he tossed aside a career long commitment to relatively responsible budgeting in order to appeal to the growing wingnut lobby in the GOP. It’s fascinating both that Hatfield offered to resign over what likely would have been a meaningless vote, and that Dole refused. Today, Hatfield would undoubtedly be subjected to a Tea Party driven primary challenge, and Dole would have come under brutal attack from the right for not accepting the resignation.
Hatfield’s role in national GOP politics is also remarkably interesting. He gave what amounted to an anti-Goldwater keynote at the 1964 Republican convention, and was taken seriously as a vice presidential candidate in 1968. Nixon obviously had sensible reasons for taking Agnew, but Hatfield would have made a very interesting choice. The presence of a strong anti-war voice within the Nixon campaign and the Nixon administration might not have changed policy much- Nixon kept fairly tight control of the foreign policy reins- but it would have been rhetorically interesting. Hatfield might well not have stayed for a second term, but of course if he had…
Hatfield’s position as a Northwest politician is also worth examining. Hatfield was a moderate/liberal Republican at a time and in a place where such creatures still existed. I’d say that the last of the species in Oregon was probably Dave Frohnmayer, who lost the 1990 gubernatorial race because of a right wing, anti-abortion third party spoiler. Cecil Andrus of Idaho argued that Northwest politics was characterized during the 1970s by collaboration between moderate Democrats and moderate Republicans, and he cited Hatfield, Bob Packwood, and Tom McCall as the major figures on the GOP side. It’s important to remember that while Hatfield was staking out a strong anti-war position in Oregon (along with Democrat Wayne Morse), Scoop Jackson and Warren Magnuson were prying open the spigot to flow military dollars into Washington. Of course, because Hatfield was right about the Vietnam War and Jackson wrong, Jackson has a school of international studies and a nuclear submarine named in his honor.
The anti-war aspect of Hatfield’s career also bears some examination. He opposed the Vietnam War before it was popular to do so, and not quietly. He didn’t particularly like either defense spending or anti-communism, and supported ending the travel ban to Cuba. He also voted against authorizing the Gulf War. In Oregon at the time, it was said that he was one of the only genuinely consistent “pro lifers”; he opposed the death penalty, abortion, and war. Of course, it’s kind of hard to square this career opposition to war with Hatfield’s late life support of the invasion of Iraq and the War on Terror more generally, especially because there was no meaningful institutional reason for Hatfield to shift. ”He just got old,” is one explanation, but not a particularly helpful one.
In any case, Mark Hatfield had a remarkably long and interesting career as a public servant, one that could probably bear considerably more attention. Rest in peace.
Williams, Earl Weaver, and Billy Martin were all similar men: tough SOBs who didn’t care if the toes they stepped on were wearing cleats or Italian loafers. I was 13 at the time of the Mike Andrews incident, and it was the first thing of that type that genuinely shocked me. It was a stark introduction to the idea that crazy rich old men played by different rules than everybody else.
Another sharp memory of Williams was how he just outright released Juan Bonilla at the start of the 1984 season, before the Padres went on to win the pennant. That was a classic Williams move: simply cutting a 27-year-old second baseman who had had 617 plate appearances the year before, and handing the job to Alan Wiggins, a second-year guy who had played exactly one game at second base in his major league career.
After Williams was told that Tony LaRussa had passed the bar, he remarked “I never pass a bar.”
Farewell to Harmon Killebrew. Not unexpected, of course.
Killebrew wasn’t on the list, but see Jonathan Bernstein’s list of the greatest living baseball players. My main quibble would be at catcher, where I think Ivan Rodriguez certainly deserves an audience alongside Bench and Piazza.
Pierre Celis, who died yesterday, is something of a legend in the beer world. The basic story is that he unilaterally resurrected the style of Belgian Witbier back in the mid 1960s, eventually sold out, and recreated the brewery in Austin, Texas, in the early 1990s.
In the mid 1960s, Celis was reminiscing in his home town of Hoegaarden with some old timers about the local Witbier that had last been brewed in 1955, and he decided to bring it back. Celis started the Hoegaarden Brewery, now famous for its Hoegaarden Witbier. At some point in the mid to late 1980s, a fire severely damaged the brewery. Several other brewers chipped in to help get him going again, one of whom was Interbrew, the Belgian giant. Over time, Interbrew (now known as Anheuser-Busch InBev) made demands on Celis to, essentially, dumb down the recipe, so Celis sold out to Interbrew.
He decided to take advantage of the growing popularity of good beer in the United States by relocating his brewery to the US. The mineral composition of water makes a difference to many (but not all) beer styles, and Celis required a water profile as close as possible to Hoegaarden. He found that in Austin, and opened the Celis Brewery (1992? 1993?), using a recipe for the Wit that was, he claimed, the original Hoegaarden. This was a fantastic beer, and in order to aid in distribution, Celis sold a stake to Miller. In a familiar story, Celis sold out entirely to Miller, who eventually closed the brewery in early 2001 claiming that it wasn’t selling enough.
A brewery in Michigan bought the equipment and brands in late 2002, and their version is every bit as good as the original (the two or three times I’ve had it). Additionally, it’s been “contract brewed” in Belgium by two different breweries (most notably by Brouwerij van Steenberge), leading to the oddly gratifying situation where a (good) American beer is being brewed under contract in Belgium for the Belgian market. I’ve also had this several times, and it’s also excellent.
Celis was a purist, and possibly not the most business-savvy player in the brewing game — Roger Protz did say that he had been “so badly mauled by global brewers that it was good to find him sprightly and cheerful” when they met for an interview five years ago, and at the time of the Miller “investment” in Celis Brewery, my circle were not optimistic that this was perhaps the best way forward. However, his impact on beer style, both in Europe and in the United States, can not be overstated. I had the pleasure of meeting him twice, and back in England I have a couple terrific pictures of us together at a beer festival here in Portland, Oregon, from the early 1990s. (Suffice it to say that neither of us were 100% sober). He always seemed to me to be a jovial good natured guy, but then that might have been the beer. I also brewed my own version of a Belgian Witbier, which, while I don’t think Celis ever tried, the late Michael Jackson did, and he rather enjoyed it.
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