Barkley: Do you call yourself a racist?
Spencer: No. I don't say I don't like black people.
Barkley: But you don't want blacks in your neighborhood?
Spencer; Right, but. ...
There are no buts, dude, you're a racist. This is me talking, Tom Meschery, but Charles Barkley, I bet is thinking the same thing.
Knowing ahead of time a lot about Alt Right, I didn't expect much else except blatant racism from Spencer, but what I didn't expect was that Spencer looked like your average college educated guy, clean cut, well mannered, nothing confrontational, who might have played collegiate baseball or been a point guard on a Division Two team, gone on to grad school. Got his degree in accounting. Married the girl next door. Has his hair cut by a stylist. All American boy look. All American boy smile.
And there-in lies the danger.
You look at Donald Trump and there is no doubt he's a con man. You look at Richard Spencer and you see surface honesty. The evil is hidden by his quiet demeanor and non threatening rhetoric. But his soul is every bit as grotesque as the President's.
I watched the entire interview mostly for the stunned looks on Barkley's face. Spencer's arguments would have been comical if they didn't infect so many white men (Mostly men, but white women are not off the hook.)
I wished I could have been there. I would have said, "Dude, you're far behind the times. The vast majority of young people of all races don't give a crap about skin color. You and your ilk are already dinosaurs.
Okay, enough. Last and way more fun than interviews with racists. Congrats to Mahones for the stunning contract he signed. He is indeed the Curry of the NFL. Now, if only he can play golf like Curry. Got to love Andy Reed's good fortune to have a QB like Mahones for the future. Reed in my top five all time NFL coaches.
For all you fishermen out there in the wild, alone, no worries about COVID19, thinking only rainbow trout, here's an Old Rhyme for you:
How They Bite
Wind from the south, hook in the mouth.
Wind from the east, bite the least.
Wind from the north, further off.
Wind from the west, bite the best.
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What my musings are all about...
Blogging might well be the 21st century's form of journaling. As a writing teacher, I have always advised my students to keep a daily journal as a way of organizing their thoughts for future writing projects, a discipline I have unfortunately never consistently practiced myself. By blogging, I might finally be able to follow my own good advice.
The difference between journaling and blogging is that the blogger opens his or her writing to the public, something journal- writers are usually reluctant to do. I am not so reticent.
The trick for me will be to avoid cluttering the internet with more blather, something none of us need more of. If I stick to subjects I know: sports and literature, I believe I can avoid that pitfall. I can't promise that I'll not stray from time to time to comment on ancillary subjects, but I will make every attempt to be interesting and perhaps even insightful.