JW,
After yesterday's stinker--as always, the AFC East forgot its courtesy flush--I'm ready to head across town to the NFC. Here's an interesting question, by the way. Which region will have the biggest win-total discrepancy, AFC vs. NFC? A quick glance at schedules reveals that the East might well take it this year.
After all, this is a gritty, tough, hard-football division. Mind you, I hate all of these teams, but even I've got to admit that there are three Super Bowl contenders here.
Take the New York Giants, for example, who somehow managed to parlay sticking with a quarterback too long into winning it all. (Note to Chiefs fans still holding on to Brodie Croyle: This rarely works.) The Giants have a terrific red-zone running game, an obnoxious fan base making life miserable for their opponents, and lingering karma from the damnedest piece of luck I've seen since O. J. Simpson was born black. What's not to like?
Or consider the Dallas Cowboys, whose dismissal of Terrell Owens ranks with Hillary Clinton's move from dresses to pantsuits as one of the great decisions in history. I see the Cowboys firing Wade Phillips after a 3-4 start, reeling off 9 straight wins with Mike Shanahan at the helm, and scaring the hell out of everyone in the first round of the playoffs. In fact, lock it down. It's definitely happening.
And what about the Philadelphia Eagles, whose signing of Michael Vick immediately vaulted them to villain status unseen since the 1972 Soviet basketball team? Can't you just see Michael Vick making a clutch play or two in January, followed by Donovan McNabb murdering him in cold blood? I know I can! Throw in the fact that teams I hate always do well, and they're practically a lock for a deep postseason run.
Which leaves us with the Washington Redskins, further proof that our founding fathers were geniuses to deny the District of Columbia congressional representation. Like the Houston Texans, the Chicago Cubs, and the American summer movie lineup, the Skins are always supposed to be good this year. I don't know about you, but I'm sick and tired of waiting.
-GM
GM,
Did you see Mark Sanchez solidify his role as Jets starter? His first two passes--one of which was intercepted for a touchdown while the other should have been--made this look like acceptable quarterback play. That said, I see the NFC East--ESPN's long-proclaimed "best division in sports, life, and the cosmic realm forever and ever no matter what you say, period"--shaping out like this.
Washington Redskins (last place): I don't know who's been in your ear this season, GM, but no one outside of D.C. expects the 'skins to make any noise. Sure, they make a playoff appearance every now and then and often have a roster full of talent, but you can't trust them any more than Chief Zee should have trusted Andrew Jackson.
Dallas Cowboys (third place): When spending $1.15 billion on a new stadium, one should hire a crew with research capabilities thorough enough to account for the height of a punt. Some folks say Jerry Jones is no longer concerned with winning, only with ticket sales, but the release of a certain Hall of Fame lock at receiver has me wondering if either is a priority. I could see the Week 6 injury report including "Jason Witten (chronic fatigue syndrome)" because being Tony Romo's main squeeze can really take its toll. I can't think of a reason this team should be any better this year. As much as teams hate T.O., they don't get any better when he leaves.
New York Giants (second place): With a top-15 receiver locked up and a decent QB not having to play for a big contract anymore, the only question is, "How many guys can Brandon Jacobs run through before he's out of gas?" Answer: not enough.
Philadelphia Eagles (division champs): The Vick acquisition aside, this team should be able to keep some of the momentum it gathered at the end of last year. A fierce defense, an established quarterback, a gifted running back, an underrated wide receiving corps, and an experienced head coach will be enough to go 11-5 in what I think will just be an average division this season. Please don't tell Trey Wingo I said that.
-JW
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
AFC East Preview: Coke Money in the Bank
GM,
I, for one, have never been so excited about an upcoming NFL season in which my team will definitely not make the playoffs. I'm going to gamble relentlessly. I'm going to frequent that site you introduced me to that allows you to watch any live game for free. I love my fantasy team, which is also tied into gambling. I have some legitimate hope that Tom Brady will never be the same. I get to cling to my youth a little more by watching Brett Favre play in the NFC North. Finally, I'll be faithfully watching Terrell Owens play with the worst starting quarterback in pro football. Life is good. Time for a preview--the first of many.
AFC East
Buffalo Bills: Meet Trent Edwards. He's not what you'd call an NFL-caliber quarterback. Meet Terrell Owens. He's not what you'd call a stable individual. How much more can I say? This should be interesting. T.O. has made every quarterback he's played with look good, at least for a while. If Edwards goes to the Pro Bowl, I'm willing to label Owens the greatest receiver of all time. Side story: I recently met a guy from T.O.'s hometown of Alexander City, Ala. He said nobody there likes him either.
Miami Dolphins: There was really no reason the Dolphins should have won 11 games last year except for an amazingly easy schedule. They played the AFC West and the NFC West, plus they got the Patriots in Matt Cassell's second start and managed to clinch the division against a free-falling Jets team in Week 17. Now, these are my Dolphins, so I'm not about to bet the under on the seven-game win total that Vegas predicts. Let's just say I wouldn't encourage anyone to bet the over, though.
New York Jets: New coach. New quarterback. Old running back. Old story. These Jets will lose twice to the Patriots, once to each of the other divisional opponents, and six times to the rest of the league--assuming they overachieve.
New England Patriots: Replace one system quarterback with another, and your team should be just fine. This team is an obvious lock. I know, I know. After Cassell put up better numbers in his first year as a starter than Tom Brady put up in his, everyone started panicking when they decided to trade him. "Oh no! What are we going to do without our franchise QB?! He was amazing last year!" Don't worry, folks. It's called a system. This Brady guy, whoever he is, should also be able to succeed in it.
-JW
JW,
A recent study found that 90% of American money has been rolled up and used to snort cocaine. What does this have to do with the AFC East, you ask? Well, let's just say that if the New England Patriots represent the American drug trade, then Buffalo, Miami, and New York represent the war on drugs. Yes, the Bills, Fins, and Jets may occasionally annoy the Patriots, but they're not stopping them. Frankly, they're not coming close.
To that drug metaphor, let me add this one. Considering the fact that not only ones and fives but hundreds have been used to do coke, according to the above story, we're clearly living in a world of haves and have nots. With that in mind, here's my "Coke-Snorting AFC East Preview" (all rights reserved):
The One Hundred Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The New England Patriots, whose "system" has resulted in one of the most successful runs in the history of professional football. Sure, Brady may take a step back this year, but it's a Montana to Young step, nothing more. I mean, check out the guy's schedule! Other than Peyton Manning in week ten and Drew Brees in week twelve, he'd be the best quarterback on the field every time out if he were Damon Huard! Talk about a rogues' gallery. Honestly, I haven't seen a collection of losers this pitiful since the 2000-2007 Miami Dolphins.
Speaking of which . . .
The Twenty Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The Dolphins aren't going to make the playoffs this year, but they're not going to be terrible, either. In fact, I'm pencilling them in for 8-8 for the rest of my life. As you know, I blame the Dolphins for introducing the term "wildcat" into what was until then a pretty good life for me. Now? I've decided that hell consists of a never-ending sound-loop of "Brett Favre" and "wildcat" repeated over and over in Ron Jaworski's voice. In all seriousness, look for Pennington to have another underrated season, followed by Bill Parcells jettisoning him for the freshly-available Alex Smith. And then look for the pieces of your exploded head.
The Five Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The Buffalo Bills, though only because Terrell Owens' corpse is more liability than blessing at this point. I like this team a lot, but I'll sum up my feelings about Owens' remaining football abilities by saying this: If a fire has you trapped in an upstairs room and Terrell Owens invites you to toss down your baby, DO NOT TOSS HIM THE BABY.
The One Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The New York Jets, though only because you can't snort coke through a fifty-cent piece. Wow, this team is going to be terrible. I've got the DirecTV NFL Sunday Ticket this season, and if the Jets make an appearance in my home, feel free to kill me. I'll watch the Russian ballet first.
-GM
I, for one, have never been so excited about an upcoming NFL season in which my team will definitely not make the playoffs. I'm going to gamble relentlessly. I'm going to frequent that site you introduced me to that allows you to watch any live game for free. I love my fantasy team, which is also tied into gambling. I have some legitimate hope that Tom Brady will never be the same. I get to cling to my youth a little more by watching Brett Favre play in the NFC North. Finally, I'll be faithfully watching Terrell Owens play with the worst starting quarterback in pro football. Life is good. Time for a preview--the first of many.
AFC East
Buffalo Bills: Meet Trent Edwards. He's not what you'd call an NFL-caliber quarterback. Meet Terrell Owens. He's not what you'd call a stable individual. How much more can I say? This should be interesting. T.O. has made every quarterback he's played with look good, at least for a while. If Edwards goes to the Pro Bowl, I'm willing to label Owens the greatest receiver of all time. Side story: I recently met a guy from T.O.'s hometown of Alexander City, Ala. He said nobody there likes him either.
Miami Dolphins: There was really no reason the Dolphins should have won 11 games last year except for an amazingly easy schedule. They played the AFC West and the NFC West, plus they got the Patriots in Matt Cassell's second start and managed to clinch the division against a free-falling Jets team in Week 17. Now, these are my Dolphins, so I'm not about to bet the under on the seven-game win total that Vegas predicts. Let's just say I wouldn't encourage anyone to bet the over, though.
New York Jets: New coach. New quarterback. Old running back. Old story. These Jets will lose twice to the Patriots, once to each of the other divisional opponents, and six times to the rest of the league--assuming they overachieve.
New England Patriots: Replace one system quarterback with another, and your team should be just fine. This team is an obvious lock. I know, I know. After Cassell put up better numbers in his first year as a starter than Tom Brady put up in his, everyone started panicking when they decided to trade him. "Oh no! What are we going to do without our franchise QB?! He was amazing last year!" Don't worry, folks. It's called a system. This Brady guy, whoever he is, should also be able to succeed in it.
-JW
JW,
A recent study found that 90% of American money has been rolled up and used to snort cocaine. What does this have to do with the AFC East, you ask? Well, let's just say that if the New England Patriots represent the American drug trade, then Buffalo, Miami, and New York represent the war on drugs. Yes, the Bills, Fins, and Jets may occasionally annoy the Patriots, but they're not stopping them. Frankly, they're not coming close.
To that drug metaphor, let me add this one. Considering the fact that not only ones and fives but hundreds have been used to do coke, according to the above story, we're clearly living in a world of haves and have nots. With that in mind, here's my "Coke-Snorting AFC East Preview" (all rights reserved):
The One Hundred Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The New England Patriots, whose "system" has resulted in one of the most successful runs in the history of professional football. Sure, Brady may take a step back this year, but it's a Montana to Young step, nothing more. I mean, check out the guy's schedule! Other than Peyton Manning in week ten and Drew Brees in week twelve, he'd be the best quarterback on the field every time out if he were Damon Huard! Talk about a rogues' gallery. Honestly, I haven't seen a collection of losers this pitiful since the 2000-2007 Miami Dolphins.
Speaking of which . . .
The Twenty Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The Dolphins aren't going to make the playoffs this year, but they're not going to be terrible, either. In fact, I'm pencilling them in for 8-8 for the rest of my life. As you know, I blame the Dolphins for introducing the term "wildcat" into what was until then a pretty good life for me. Now? I've decided that hell consists of a never-ending sound-loop of "Brett Favre" and "wildcat" repeated over and over in Ron Jaworski's voice. In all seriousness, look for Pennington to have another underrated season, followed by Bill Parcells jettisoning him for the freshly-available Alex Smith. And then look for the pieces of your exploded head.
The Five Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The Buffalo Bills, though only because Terrell Owens' corpse is more liability than blessing at this point. I like this team a lot, but I'll sum up my feelings about Owens' remaining football abilities by saying this: If a fire has you trapped in an upstairs room and Terrell Owens invites you to toss down your baby, DO NOT TOSS HIM THE BABY.
The One Dollar Bill Coke Snorter
The New York Jets, though only because you can't snort coke through a fifty-cent piece. Wow, this team is going to be terrible. I've got the DirecTV NFL Sunday Ticket this season, and if the Jets make an appearance in my home, feel free to kill me. I'll watch the Russian ballet first.
-GM
Friday, August 21, 2009
A Rigged Game
GM,
ESPN reported yesterday that Plaxico Burress was sentenced to two years in prison for shooting himself in the leg. Was that part of the plea bargain?! "Plax, they've just got too much on us. We can go to court, and you will be found guilty of carrying an unlicensed concealed weapon. You could, however, shave off a few years in jail by admitting that your idiocy, not your criminality, has brought on this punishment." I thought two years was too much for packing heat without a license, but apparently New York won't even let you shoot yourself!
Enough dwelling on poorly worded reporting. Two hammers were dropped yesterday, and neither served justice. Plaxico, like every other NFL thug who can't wait to hang out in bars where people want to exploit him or extort from him, took a firearm into a bar. In his case, however, he must have thought his Florida permit was universally accepted (or was just too careless to apply in New York), and he happened to shoot himself. Wouldn't a prolonged period of probation accompanied by a forced forfeiture of all weapons be more appropriate? Legal cases often have rulings that clearly aren't fair. Sure, they may fit in with rules and precedents, but anyone with common sense recognizes a shockingly unfair decision. Plax was certainly irresponsible, but it's a shame that a guy who probably wasn't any threat to society will have to spend two of his playing years in prison.
As for the NCAA's rulling on the University of Memphis basketball program, they failed to catch the two biggest criminals. Derrick Rose, who was living in Chicago, let some kid in Detroit (!) take the SAT for him. Based on his past, we can assume John Calipari's level of involvement ranges from having prior knowledge to actually filling in the bubbles in the test booklet. Both of these guys are doing extremely well financially, and one is still in the NCAA! I can understand having no authority to punish Rose, but how is it possible that the NCAA continues to allow coaches to benefit from their infractions simply because they were able to whore themselves out in time? Memphis has to give back a lot of money; the culprits continue to rake it in. I know two guys who the Tiger athletic department should instantly hit up for donations.
-JW
JW,
If nothing else, recent history shows us that justice in this country is a matter of extremes. Sure, fame can buy an acquittal, but it leads just as easily to example-making, certainly the most feared of all celebrity side-effects.
Such was the case yesterday, when Plaxico Burress pleaded guilty to a weapons charge that a fifty-year-old white guy would have laughed at. While I'm not particularly sad to see Plax behind bars, there's something disturbing about a justice system in which punishment is allotted based on factors so far removed from the crime itself. Consider Michael Vick, whose prison time would almost certainly have been shortened had his fame not engendered a political firestorm. Or Donte Stallworth, who essentially bought himself a 30-day sentence for killing a guy--paying the family to approve his plea bargain.
Part of the problem, I know, is that while Stallworth looks like a normal person, Plaxico Burress and Michael Vick look crazy-eyed and malevolent. In punishing them, we're throwing in all the s--t we know they've gotten away with. Perhaps just as problematic, though, is the wide latitude of prosecutors, whose political ambitions are generally no secret. In the case of Plax, Manhattan district attorney Robert Morgenthau's public promise of jail time is merely the political equivalent of the shivving that Burress can expect next week at Riker's Island--just a guy trying to buy some cred.
Meanwhile, the NCAA's search for perfect justice remains similarly flawed. You make an interesting case about Rose and Calipari, but I'll argue, as I have before, that, money aside, Memphis is receiving no punishment. Yes, the national media will have their (at least partly racially-motivated) field day at the Tigers' expense, but recruiting will go on and the fans' memories will remain largely unscathed. We won those games, and everybody knows it.
A final note: Striking the record books is not just stupid but counterproductive. I've heard Memphis' expunged 1985 Final Four appearance mentioned dozens of times over the past month or so; I've heard about St. John's legitimate appearance exactly zero times. And I don't expect that ratio to change.
-GM
ESPN reported yesterday that Plaxico Burress was sentenced to two years in prison for shooting himself in the leg. Was that part of the plea bargain?! "Plax, they've just got too much on us. We can go to court, and you will be found guilty of carrying an unlicensed concealed weapon. You could, however, shave off a few years in jail by admitting that your idiocy, not your criminality, has brought on this punishment." I thought two years was too much for packing heat without a license, but apparently New York won't even let you shoot yourself!
Enough dwelling on poorly worded reporting. Two hammers were dropped yesterday, and neither served justice. Plaxico, like every other NFL thug who can't wait to hang out in bars where people want to exploit him or extort from him, took a firearm into a bar. In his case, however, he must have thought his Florida permit was universally accepted (or was just too careless to apply in New York), and he happened to shoot himself. Wouldn't a prolonged period of probation accompanied by a forced forfeiture of all weapons be more appropriate? Legal cases often have rulings that clearly aren't fair. Sure, they may fit in with rules and precedents, but anyone with common sense recognizes a shockingly unfair decision. Plax was certainly irresponsible, but it's a shame that a guy who probably wasn't any threat to society will have to spend two of his playing years in prison.
As for the NCAA's rulling on the University of Memphis basketball program, they failed to catch the two biggest criminals. Derrick Rose, who was living in Chicago, let some kid in Detroit (!) take the SAT for him. Based on his past, we can assume John Calipari's level of involvement ranges from having prior knowledge to actually filling in the bubbles in the test booklet. Both of these guys are doing extremely well financially, and one is still in the NCAA! I can understand having no authority to punish Rose, but how is it possible that the NCAA continues to allow coaches to benefit from their infractions simply because they were able to whore themselves out in time? Memphis has to give back a lot of money; the culprits continue to rake it in. I know two guys who the Tiger athletic department should instantly hit up for donations.
-JW
JW,
If nothing else, recent history shows us that justice in this country is a matter of extremes. Sure, fame can buy an acquittal, but it leads just as easily to example-making, certainly the most feared of all celebrity side-effects.
Such was the case yesterday, when Plaxico Burress pleaded guilty to a weapons charge that a fifty-year-old white guy would have laughed at. While I'm not particularly sad to see Plax behind bars, there's something disturbing about a justice system in which punishment is allotted based on factors so far removed from the crime itself. Consider Michael Vick, whose prison time would almost certainly have been shortened had his fame not engendered a political firestorm. Or Donte Stallworth, who essentially bought himself a 30-day sentence for killing a guy--paying the family to approve his plea bargain.
Part of the problem, I know, is that while Stallworth looks like a normal person, Plaxico Burress and Michael Vick look crazy-eyed and malevolent. In punishing them, we're throwing in all the s--t we know they've gotten away with. Perhaps just as problematic, though, is the wide latitude of prosecutors, whose political ambitions are generally no secret. In the case of Plax, Manhattan district attorney Robert Morgenthau's public promise of jail time is merely the political equivalent of the shivving that Burress can expect next week at Riker's Island--just a guy trying to buy some cred.
Meanwhile, the NCAA's search for perfect justice remains similarly flawed. You make an interesting case about Rose and Calipari, but I'll argue, as I have before, that, money aside, Memphis is receiving no punishment. Yes, the national media will have their (at least partly racially-motivated) field day at the Tigers' expense, but recruiting will go on and the fans' memories will remain largely unscathed. We won those games, and everybody knows it.
A final note: Striking the record books is not just stupid but counterproductive. I've heard Memphis' expunged 1985 Final Four appearance mentioned dozens of times over the past month or so; I've heard about St. John's legitimate appearance exactly zero times. And I don't expect that ratio to change.
-GM
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
A "Whole" Betrayal
JW,
In the hallowed halls of The Wall Street Journal, an unlikely hero has emerged. If you do nothing else today--and let's face it, there's a good chance you won't--do yourself a favor and read John Mackey's take on "health" "care" "reform." And yes, all three words now require their own sarcastic quotation marks.
In case you're wondering, John Mackey is the co-founder and CEO of Whole Foods, and here's where the unlikeliness of his conservatism comes in. Whole Foods, as you know, is beloved by liberals (it's #48 at Stuff White People Like) and is one of the very few national chains where the hipster set feels good about giving its green tithe. Frankly, I'm not sure what Mackey's thinking by publicly opposing Obama on an issue so dear to his customers. Either he's trying to expand his business to you and me ("Wink and nod, everyone--I'm trying to persuade Republicans to shop here.") or he has woefully understimated the humorlessness of his existing base. Like moths to a flame, like pedophiles to the Little League World Series, liberals will sniff out political betrayal, and they will put your Margaret Thatcher-quoting ass out of business.
Especially when, as Mackey's is, your departure from socialist orthodoxy is so thoroughly smart. In addition to the aforementioned Thatcher citation ("The problem with socialism is that eventually you run out of other people's money."), Mackey lands solid punches against the Obama plan's financial excesses, its inevitable use of rationing, and its promise to make us less free. Most importantly, he hits upon the philosophical point ungirding the right wing's opposition to "reform":
Health care isn't a right. It can't be.
As Bill Whittle wrote last year in The National Review, a right is that which cannot be taken away from us by the government, not that which must be given to us. After all, Whittle writes, "There’s a word for someone who has their food, housing and care provided for them… for people who owe their existence to someone else. That word is slave."
Yet here's the Democratic Party, chasing the permanent, Karl Rove-style majority that they reviled when Republicans were in charge. Give enough loot to enough people, they realize, and they'll forget how to provide for themselves. They'll be dependant on you for everything. And then you've got them. A less cautious man would point to the generational trap of public housing as evidence, or the fact that FEMA trailers are still housing New Orleans refugees. I'll simply close by inviting our readers to drive through those areas of town that receive greatest government assistance. See how the experiment's working.
A word of advice before you go. Lock your doors.
-GM
GM,
OhhhHHHHhhh! So Whole Foods wasn't founded as another avenue for liberal snobbishness; that was just an inevitable side effect. They just want us to pay a little more to lead healthier lives. You're not kidding when you use the word "hero," either. Mackey's article boldy advocates self discipline, personal accountability, and a unanimous acceptance of the Constitution and Declaration--three concepts liberals despise. Strategically, you'd have to question his open stance, which could lead to a serious stock-price plunge if the boycotting libs advance their efforts to a short-selling conspiracy. That would take a significant increase in general market awareness in such circles, but only one of them has to figure it out before the rest get in line. If I were Mackey, I'd be scared.
A girl I dated once took me to a local organic-food store to buy us something to make for lunch. The idea of (her) spending $24 for one grocery-store meal displeased me in principle, but if I ever feel like doing it myself, I'm definitely going to Whole Foods. If you read the article, you can tell that Mackey isn't just sort of conservative on the issue; he captures and embraces every aspect of the right (right) point of view. I read it once for information and a second time for pleasure!
It may seem like we've reached a point at which we can collectively afford to take care of everyone. That's because we have. And I even believe it is a moral failure if a person dies because he cannot afford a certain procedure, but who has failed? Certainly not the government! After all, what would they be guilty of, giving us one more freedom?!
The whole idea of freedom not being free is wrong. If you believe in fundamental American ideals, you have to believe that freedom is inherently free. There is, however, a cost to defending it. We have to take measures like funding a strong military and voting Republican no matter how incapable of public speaking and independent thought our candidates may be. NOTE TO GOP: If you select your nominations wisely, you might have a shot at returning to the White House. If you don't, we'll soon be deciding between a Democrat who's secretly socialist and a Socialist who's secretly the Antichrist.
-JW
In the hallowed halls of The Wall Street Journal, an unlikely hero has emerged. If you do nothing else today--and let's face it, there's a good chance you won't--do yourself a favor and read John Mackey's take on "health" "care" "reform." And yes, all three words now require their own sarcastic quotation marks.
In case you're wondering, John Mackey is the co-founder and CEO of Whole Foods, and here's where the unlikeliness of his conservatism comes in. Whole Foods, as you know, is beloved by liberals (it's #48 at Stuff White People Like) and is one of the very few national chains where the hipster set feels good about giving its green tithe. Frankly, I'm not sure what Mackey's thinking by publicly opposing Obama on an issue so dear to his customers. Either he's trying to expand his business to you and me ("Wink and nod, everyone--I'm trying to persuade Republicans to shop here.") or he has woefully understimated the humorlessness of his existing base. Like moths to a flame, like pedophiles to the Little League World Series, liberals will sniff out political betrayal, and they will put your Margaret Thatcher-quoting ass out of business.
Especially when, as Mackey's is, your departure from socialist orthodoxy is so thoroughly smart. In addition to the aforementioned Thatcher citation ("The problem with socialism is that eventually you run out of other people's money."), Mackey lands solid punches against the Obama plan's financial excesses, its inevitable use of rationing, and its promise to make us less free. Most importantly, he hits upon the philosophical point ungirding the right wing's opposition to "reform":
Health care isn't a right. It can't be.
As Bill Whittle wrote last year in The National Review, a right is that which cannot be taken away from us by the government, not that which must be given to us. After all, Whittle writes, "There’s a word for someone who has their food, housing and care provided for them… for people who owe their existence to someone else. That word is slave."
Yet here's the Democratic Party, chasing the permanent, Karl Rove-style majority that they reviled when Republicans were in charge. Give enough loot to enough people, they realize, and they'll forget how to provide for themselves. They'll be dependant on you for everything. And then you've got them. A less cautious man would point to the generational trap of public housing as evidence, or the fact that FEMA trailers are still housing New Orleans refugees. I'll simply close by inviting our readers to drive through those areas of town that receive greatest government assistance. See how the experiment's working.
A word of advice before you go. Lock your doors.
-GM
GM,
OhhhHHHHhhh! So Whole Foods wasn't founded as another avenue for liberal snobbishness; that was just an inevitable side effect. They just want us to pay a little more to lead healthier lives. You're not kidding when you use the word "hero," either. Mackey's article boldy advocates self discipline, personal accountability, and a unanimous acceptance of the Constitution and Declaration--three concepts liberals despise. Strategically, you'd have to question his open stance, which could lead to a serious stock-price plunge if the boycotting libs advance their efforts to a short-selling conspiracy. That would take a significant increase in general market awareness in such circles, but only one of them has to figure it out before the rest get in line. If I were Mackey, I'd be scared.
A girl I dated once took me to a local organic-food store to buy us something to make for lunch. The idea of (her) spending $24 for one grocery-store meal displeased me in principle, but if I ever feel like doing it myself, I'm definitely going to Whole Foods. If you read the article, you can tell that Mackey isn't just sort of conservative on the issue; he captures and embraces every aspect of the right (right) point of view. I read it once for information and a second time for pleasure!
It may seem like we've reached a point at which we can collectively afford to take care of everyone. That's because we have. And I even believe it is a moral failure if a person dies because he cannot afford a certain procedure, but who has failed? Certainly not the government! After all, what would they be guilty of, giving us one more freedom?!
The whole idea of freedom not being free is wrong. If you believe in fundamental American ideals, you have to believe that freedom is inherently free. There is, however, a cost to defending it. We have to take measures like funding a strong military and voting Republican no matter how incapable of public speaking and independent thought our candidates may be. NOTE TO GOP: If you select your nominations wisely, you might have a shot at returning to the White House. If you don't, we'll soon be deciding between a Democrat who's secretly socialist and a Socialist who's secretly the Antichrist.
-JW
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Favre Signs! Sage Rosenfels Found Dead.
JW,
Like Facebook (whose use, new research indicates, leads to increased time on Facebook), the Brett Favre saga has so far outpaced the will of its creators that it literally cannot be stopped. Once an intriguing plot to carry us through the summer, Favre's retirement decision has devolved into a vicious circle (jerk) of competing rumors and speculation, a media fantasia in the key of who gives a s--t. There was a time when Favre's career would have made a great movie due to his humble origins, human struggles, and on-field triumphs. Now? It's the built-in sequels.
As you will have heard if you own a television, unnamed Vikings (the best kind) have conveyed their certainty that Favre will play the 2009 season despite previous reports to the contrary. Though I couldn't be less curious about the whole affair, a part of me is tempted to take notes on how to be rewarded for laziness. After all, Favre clearly spent the offseason figuring out how to trade his legacy and reputation for weekdays off. Now that the Vikings have allegedly come through with the right contract (codename: "Sundays Only"), well, let's just say that slackers and ne'er-do-wells worldwide have a lot to live up to.
Mind you, I'm not blaming Favre for wanting to skip camp (where photogenic faces go to be broken). My beef is with the NFL and the Clemens-esque, rent-a-win mentality at work here.
Think about it. Favre's too old to be built upon. Regardless of his promises, he's not in anybody's long-term plans. Thus, even the best case scenario--another ring for the gunslinger turned hired gun--is nothing but a one-year abberation. A pause button for the real Vikings, and one that may well end the careers of Sage Rosenfels, Tarvaris Jackson, and the inevitably underachieving 2010 coaching staff.
There's a chance, of course, that all the latest talk is nothing--that Favre is knocking back Vicodin shakes poolside, laughing his head off. If so, God bless the man for sticking to his most recent guns. As we know, not everyone has the required fortitude.
-GM
GM,
We clearly have vastly different levels of appreciation for the Favre saga. Almost as logically puzzling as his consecutive-start streak is the fact that he's a joke that gets better with repetition! Now, I don't think we'll have to (rather, get to) go through the whole charade in 2010, but I never imagined we would in 2009 either. I'm sure there will be a few rumors next spring, but this is probably the end of the line, which saddens me.
What I find strange is that the media--or, at least, the medium (ESPN)--lost heart in this matter at some point this offseason. Rachel Nichols spent a few days in Hattiesburg, the TV talk shows discussed it briefly, and a few key people wound up on camera with some vague answers to some non-pressing questions. But where was the effort to hold Favre accountable for saying right after the season that he was absolutely done with football? Why hasn't he taken any criticism for forcing Sage Rosenfels and Tavaris Jackson to worry about the whims of a middle-aged, gray-haired, Wrangler jean-wearing Mississippian? What about all the players, whose trust and confidence he'll demand, who heard a few weeks ago that he was "really" done this time and then psychologically prepared for a season without him? Shouldn't he have to answer for these things?!
It's like ESPN decided for me that I was sick of hearing about Favre, and nothing could be farther from the truth. I thought the trade-off for Favre's fickleness was supposed to be a media barrage so fierce and nosy it would make the paparazzi blush. Instead, an entire chapter of the Hall of Famer's brutal indecisiveness has been abridged, and I want answers--or at least hearsay. It's August, ESPN. I assure you the juice is worth the squeeze.
-JW
Like Facebook (whose use, new research indicates, leads to increased time on Facebook), the Brett Favre saga has so far outpaced the will of its creators that it literally cannot be stopped. Once an intriguing plot to carry us through the summer, Favre's retirement decision has devolved into a vicious circle (jerk) of competing rumors and speculation, a media fantasia in the key of who gives a s--t. There was a time when Favre's career would have made a great movie due to his humble origins, human struggles, and on-field triumphs. Now? It's the built-in sequels.
As you will have heard if you own a television, unnamed Vikings (the best kind) have conveyed their certainty that Favre will play the 2009 season despite previous reports to the contrary. Though I couldn't be less curious about the whole affair, a part of me is tempted to take notes on how to be rewarded for laziness. After all, Favre clearly spent the offseason figuring out how to trade his legacy and reputation for weekdays off. Now that the Vikings have allegedly come through with the right contract (codename: "Sundays Only"), well, let's just say that slackers and ne'er-do-wells worldwide have a lot to live up to.
Mind you, I'm not blaming Favre for wanting to skip camp (where photogenic faces go to be broken). My beef is with the NFL and the Clemens-esque, rent-a-win mentality at work here.
Think about it. Favre's too old to be built upon. Regardless of his promises, he's not in anybody's long-term plans. Thus, even the best case scenario--another ring for the gunslinger turned hired gun--is nothing but a one-year abberation. A pause button for the real Vikings, and one that may well end the careers of Sage Rosenfels, Tarvaris Jackson, and the inevitably underachieving 2010 coaching staff.
There's a chance, of course, that all the latest talk is nothing--that Favre is knocking back Vicodin shakes poolside, laughing his head off. If so, God bless the man for sticking to his most recent guns. As we know, not everyone has the required fortitude.
-GM
GM,
We clearly have vastly different levels of appreciation for the Favre saga. Almost as logically puzzling as his consecutive-start streak is the fact that he's a joke that gets better with repetition! Now, I don't think we'll have to (rather, get to) go through the whole charade in 2010, but I never imagined we would in 2009 either. I'm sure there will be a few rumors next spring, but this is probably the end of the line, which saddens me.
What I find strange is that the media--or, at least, the medium (ESPN)--lost heart in this matter at some point this offseason. Rachel Nichols spent a few days in Hattiesburg, the TV talk shows discussed it briefly, and a few key people wound up on camera with some vague answers to some non-pressing questions. But where was the effort to hold Favre accountable for saying right after the season that he was absolutely done with football? Why hasn't he taken any criticism for forcing Sage Rosenfels and Tavaris Jackson to worry about the whims of a middle-aged, gray-haired, Wrangler jean-wearing Mississippian? What about all the players, whose trust and confidence he'll demand, who heard a few weeks ago that he was "really" done this time and then psychologically prepared for a season without him? Shouldn't he have to answer for these things?!
It's like ESPN decided for me that I was sick of hearing about Favre, and nothing could be farther from the truth. I thought the trade-off for Favre's fickleness was supposed to be a media barrage so fierce and nosy it would make the paparazzi blush. Instead, an entire chapter of the Hall of Famer's brutal indecisiveness has been abridged, and I want answers--or at least hearsay. It's August, ESPN. I assure you the juice is worth the squeeze.
-JW
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