Feckless. I haven't used that bitter, irritated word in a while. Feck is never used on its own, nor is 'feckful' a common word in the name-calling genre. I am on the brink of maximum feckulosity this uneasy day. Rain is possible, maybe such that it could come down on the Yankees game tonight. I've never had tickets to a game that got rained out. My frame of reference, for years and years, was baseball. It is not the game so much as the routine, the diurnal ritual of comfort. I remember that point being made after 9/11, that whether you approve of the sporting life or approve of sporting events you could not argue with the cultural significance of 50,000 people gathering in the same place at the same time. Arenas, stadiums, theaters, these are significant structures in all cultures throughout history.