Thursday, September 02, 2004
Football, Politics, and other Contact Sports
It is a generally accepted principle of football that any act committed within 3-5 yards of the line of scrimmage is legal. There are, obviously, execeptions to this rule (don't bother consulting the rule book - you won't find it there), but short of removing your opponents head or other extremity, play will continue.
Many years ago, more than I care to admit, I played defensive line for a high school squad in Colorado. During one game that we were winning handily, an opponent felt he was being cheap-shotted and in turn complained unceasingly to the line judge about his plight. It really became annoying.
Hey, ref! That was a clip!
Hey, ref! He's holding me!
Hey, ref! He grabbed my face mask!
The referee, after about two series of downs, each play highlighted by this player's whining, finally had enough.
Son, he said firmly, they aren't cheap-shotting you. They're kicking your ass!
Now, I know you're asking, "How does this apply to Politics?"
How nice of you to ask.
The whining surrogates of Lurch, who obviously lacks the stones to come out and take on people like "Give 'em Hell" Zell, and "Big Time" Cheney, have surfaced to attack the manner and tone of last night's convention speeches - but not the substance there in.
David Corn takes his shot. He invents some mythical Republican strategist to use as a ventriloquist dummy for his own thoughts. Sorry, Dave. Virtual Pets are a thing of the past. Katrina vanden Heuvel takes her shot. Something must be in the water over at The Nation water cooler. Neither of these two make any sense. Look for more of that to come following W's address to the nation tonight.
Politics, like football, is a contact sport. It is not meant for people with thin skin, glass jaws, or any other trait that can possibly be associated with the term 'girlie man'. With that in mind, Lurch and his 'girlie' surrogates would do well to remember that what they may see as a Cheap Shot, America sees as them getting their asses kicked.
Here endeth the lesson.