This film, much like the Pulitzer-winning story about Joshua Bell in the subway, is heartbreaking.

I'm more surprised by Bell. In the video in the story, you can see the people who simply HAVE to hear the music. For the art, it's just there. With ubiquitous advertising, people can tune things out and it doesn't exactly "pop." Keith Haring's work is some of my favorite and it began as graffiti.

Yes, I can enjoy the stilted arty people getting their noses rubbed in it, but to make a broader commentary on it is harder to do. Do people just not notice? Too busy to stop and smell the roses? Late for a meeting? So inured of any beauty in their daily life that they can ignore the best the world has to offer? (YMMV, of course.) I'm just not sure.

Which brings me around to the term "elitism." It's a pejorative now and without going too poltical, I want someone to stand up and own it. "Damn right I'm an elitist. I want the best," Obama could say. "I want people to demand the best from themselves and our society. I want my kids to go to the best schools, but I also want your kids to have the best schools or at least give you the opportunity to afford the best schools." I could go on and on, but I won't and it's not strictly an Obama issue, so don't make it one. Just an example.

It's in stark contrast to what I do and what I believe baseball analysis should do, which is work for the masses. I have to explain what the world's best doctors are doing to the world's best athletes in terms that non-medical people can understand. I want to figure out how to explain the amazing work the rest of the BP team is doing so that people can go "Oh, okay" and understand a little more about the game, but not do it in such a way that you can't just go and have a beer and enjoy the game.

I feel like so much of life for so many people is just a missed opportunity. What about you?