Monday, September 10, 2012
Harry Handy on the Election (Blogphilia 29.5)
Hey, Heidy and Howdy. It’s another beautiful evening here at WOFT, Old Farts Radio. And your intrepid interpreter of all things cultural, Harry Handy is on the air to get you through this next election. And it appears we are going to need all the help we can get.
Honestly, folks. Have you ever seen a bunch of supposedly grown adults act like such children? They get down in the puddles of public opinion and fling mud (and other things) at each other in attempt to attract the most attention. The candidates and their minions might call themselves Elephants and Jackasses, but in reality they are just….
I recently went to Italy with Kathy, my fine, supermodel wife. We were in Florence and we happened on a game of Calcio Fioretino. It is a ancient game and an ancestor to modern Rugby.
I was like Deacon Andy Griffith wanting a big orange while I was watching all the festivities. We had never seen anything quite like it. The game opened with great pomp and circumstance, with teams (or armies, if you will) parading about like old Roman Gladiators. Then the whistle blows and you find out the rules. There are none, except for the size of the team. Oh, I think there was a prohibition on head shots, but that was routinely ignored. In others words, just like the U. S. election process. No one cares how much blood is left in the sand, just as long as they get votes.
Maybe we should chuck our currently election process for one based on the field of honor. We would at least thin out the weakest combatants. But that would boomerang into something we don’t really want.
Oh, wait. I think we got the new version of this guy already. Too late.
Anyway, sleep tight. And don't forget a prayer for those who perished in New York and DC 11 years ago