Yes, it’s Super Bowl Sunday. And nope, I don’t care. I’ll even let you in on a little secret: I’m not planning on watching the game. I have one or two better things to do with my afternoon. Like watching paint peel and padding my private stash of Hershey’s with almonds.
Nevertheless, Super Bowl Sunday presents a prime time opportunity to ascend the soap box shrine for another sort-of sermon on priorities, warmed over from January 18.
Besides, I can’t resist.:) So here goes:
The only thing funnier than poking fun at a game based on twenty-two grown men chasing an inflated pig’s bladder around a cow pasture and racking up endless felonies in the process is poking fun at fans who live and die by who wins a game involving twenty-two grown men chasing an inflated pig’s bladder around a cow pasture and racking up endless felonies in the process.
Maybe we can sell tickets?
What if a sliver of the fans who jam stadium after stadium weekend after weekend were as passionate about engaging in Something That Matters – like voting and the political process – as they are about a Pigskin Parade?
Okay, okay. We all have our favorite diversions, distractions, hobbies and past-times. Sometimes there’s just no accounting for taste.
Ever wonder how many “12 Man” members are registered to vote? How many actively backed a candidate in the last election – at any level? Or the election before that? Or the election before… Well, you get my drift. How many “GO HAWKS” fans have read the U.S. Constitution in the last year? How many own a copy of the U.S. Constitution? How many can spell “Constitution”?
How many Broncos or Seahawk diehards can reel off completed passes, interceptions or rushing yards stats without breaking a sweat, but go deer-in-the-headlights when asked to name the Vice President of the United States, Speaker of the House, Senate Majority Leader, or Secretary of State? U.S. Ambassador killed in Benghazi? Which amendment addresses unlawful search and seizure? Which one repealed Prohibition? (We may give Patriot fans a pass here, for obvious reasons.)
Last time I checked, the NFL doesn’t have the power to tax/redistribute your earnings, force you to engage in commerce/buy a product you may not want or need, violate your Fourth Amendment rights under the guise of “national security,” or send your children to war. Congress does. And We The People decide who serves and who doesn’t.
Not lobbying for a total Pigskin Prohibition, tempting though that may be. But how ’bout a Priorities Check, like:
- Next time Joe Buck or Troy Aikman break for halftime, dredge up a copy of the United States Constitution. Blow off the dust. Open it and read it. (For the truly intrepid, consider asking yourself if our current government accurately reflects the values and principles contained in this document or not. Hint: What is “limited government”? For the extra truly intrepid, ask yourself What happened? and What am I going to do about it?)
- Forego one game a season. Send the $ saved to your preferred candidate.
- Find a candidate you want to support and ask, “How can I help?”
- Find an issue. Educate yourself and dive in to support or oppose.
- Write a letter to the editor that doesn’t focus on crabgrass or pot holes.
- Read a letter to the editor that doesn’t focus on crabgrass or pot holes.
- Read a Voter’s Guide.
- Find a Voter’s Guide.
- Register to vote. And vote.
- Get five people to register to vote. Or five thousand.
See? That wasn’t so bad, was it? So, how ’bout “amending” some Pigskin Priorities to include a “12th Man” on the political gridiron? Who’s game?
Revised from a prior post. And nope, I’m not “sorry.” Because nothing is more fun than good-natured tweaking of diehard football fans on Super Bowl Sunday. It just doesn’t get any better than that. Unless, of course, you count Babalu Barry’s last State of the Sinking Ship Address… but we’ll save that for another time.
Now, if I can just remember where I hid the Hershey’s stash…