The year professional athletes choose to kneel during the National Anthem was troubling for me. They had every right to do so which is just one of thousands, extraordinarily great things about our country, but should they have? Their actions are debatable; another extraordinarily great thing about our country. We have the freedom to express our thoughts, regardless of how others might view them, good, bad or otherwise.
I didn't view them the athletes. I never turned them on, didn't watch a single play of a single game. My hometown team won the Super Bowl that year! Nope, didn't watch a lick. I choose instead to read and write and tinker around on other projects in the garage. Somewhat of a news junky, tuning into the national broadcast of any major network has always been important for me. The events happening around our world here as well as abroad past, present or future are good to be aware of. Sometimes just five or six simple words during my education, my employment, travel or social gatherings have been of benefit. A small sliver of knowledge has opened doors I needed to be opened or closed doors I needed to walk away from.
The elections for the presidency of the United States are fast approaching. The magnitude of the outcome has been relevant for the entire globe since our inception and without hyperbole the decision by the electorate this time around supersedes all the others before. The razors edge on which multiple cultural and economic issues rest is becoming thinner each day. I'd love to watch and listen to both sides. I can't do it. I get a nervous tummy.
It never really mattered a whole heck of a lot to me what party was in office, having the faith and belief that whoever it was, they would at least try their best for everyone’s sake. Undoubtedly some would fare better than others given various circumstances, but all in all as JFK said, "a rising tide lifts all boats." The secret is to get into a boat with a wide beam and catch more of the wave. We have two candidates diametrically opposed to one another, in the extreme. Molten rock and milk have more in common.
And the odds that these two individuals could come together in this particular place at this particular time in the particular manner that they did are numerically greater than that of the big bang theory. Astronomical doesn't do it justice. Incalculable is more appropriate. After the Constitution was written and we told King George we're finished with him, I'll paraphrase Benjamin Franklin who said that we 'are a republic, if we can keep it.' Has anyone up until now ever doubted that it could actually be in jeopardy of collapsing? Each person vying for the highest office in the land points fingers at the other saying 'Yes, it can, if you vote for him or her.' (The use of WOKE pronouns would be Zim and Zer.)
"She'll bring us socialism," he says. "He'll become a dictator," she says. I think one way to help alleviate the national debt would be to have them both enter the ring, mixed martial arts style, and duke it out, fully clothed no spandex. The match would be under the scrutiny of and sanctioned by the International Olympic Committee. Better yet, have it a 'Best out of Three,' Madison Square Garden, Caesar's Place and somewhere in Asia or Europe. The ratings on payper-view would be phenomenal and the revenue? Holy Moses! If each fighter were guaranteed a small percentage of the gate, they just might agree to such a thing. Afterward, while they both rolled around in the mountain of cash, Zim could tell Zer, "Sweetheart, this is called capitalism." Game over.
