This is why I love America


This is why I love America. The president hosts a luncheon for the president-elect and three former presidents. It’s held at the White House, the People’s House. By all accounts, the president is “gracious,” even though in 14 days he’ll be a private citizen again. His father not only lunches with the man who roundly beat him in his re-election bid but actually works with him on national and global initiatives. The third president goes on to win the Nobel Peace Prize after he leaves office.

When John Adams handed over the reins of government to Thomas Jefferson in 1800, it represented the first peaceful transfer of power from one party to another. Ever. Anywhere.

Imagine that. One party completely displacing the other’s power and putting into place a new chief executive without one drop of blood being shed.

Of course, I do have my “lover’s quarrels” with my country, as William Sloane Coffin so exquisitely described them. And as long as this blog waves, I’ll no doubt pop off now and again about them.

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business loan In its history, The Same Rowdy Crowd has had something of a shifting ensemble cast, both on this side of the blog and yours. Writers and commenters have come, gone, and come and gone. small business finance It’s been fun for me to track it.

(That reminds me. I’ve always wanted to post about why I dislike the serial comma. Its use in that previous paragraph is warranted, in my view, but generally…)

Ah, I digress.

In any case, the shifting continues. For reasons that are disappointingly pedestrian, I’m going on a blogging hiatus and turning in my Official Same Rowdy Crowd Author cufflinks and lapel pin. I’m instead going to harangue these guys from the gallery from time to time. Thanks to my good friends and colleagues on the masthead. And thanks, everyone, for all the things I’ve learned and laughed at here. Cheers.

Speaking of which, this is hilarious.

— Hornseth

Ruminations About Trash Communications

The Crowd is all about “ruminations and fulminations about communications.” As we settle in for the kinda sorta national championship of college football tonight, let us ruminate about the odd world of sports communications.

Specifically, I’ve always been intrigued by the notion of “bulletin board material.” Example from the article “OU gives UF bulletin-board fodder”:

“I think our quarterbacks are better,” (Oklahoma University Cornerback Dominique) Franks said. “Just the way they conduct themselves and how they play on the field. I just think playing against those guys, it’s a lot harder to prepare for those guys than it is for (University of Florida Quarterback Tim) Tebow.”

The virtually unchallenged conventional wisdom of sports junkies goes like this: “Bulletin board material” is generated when a player such as Mr. Franks from Team A says something critical of Team B prior to The Big Game. These critical comments, the sports lore goes, prompts Team B to become so enraged that they post the comments on their locker room bulletin board. The mere sight of this bulletin board then inspires Team B to prove disrespectful Team A wrong by putting out extraordinary efforts that would not have been made absent the generation of BBM.

kryptonite-wikipedia-the-free-encyclopediaTherefore, players are thought to have made a biiiiig mistake if their pre-game communications generate BBM, because, again, everyone knows BBM is kryptonite. In the quirky world of sports media, this is gospel.

I don’t get it. What do you suppose would generate more in-the-moment adrenaline, Franks’ pre-game comments or Franks helpfully suggesting that “you aint got %@& you !*$#” after a sack? Yet, the conventional wisdom of sports communications is that profane in-game criticism delivered inches from an opponent’s face is a savvy intimidation technique that obviously gives the trash talker a psychological advantage, while a relatively mild pre-game observation made on the other side of the country several days before the game is obviously a blunder-headed mistake that creates a big psychological liability for the trash talker.

Can someone explain this to me?

– Loveland

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