Nathaniel
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June 30, 2008
Sports Junkies, I Get;
Political Junkies Are Just Creepy
It
is my hope that the art of conversation is not inborn as much as
learned, because I frequently find myself feeling out of place in social
situations. I’m not good at being funny on the spot, and I’m extremely
poor at feigning interest in things that just don’t interest me. In
fact, the only two things I really enjoy talking about, besides myself,
are sports and politics.
Sports and politics, what strange bedfellows.
This worries me because sports – although I adore them and can
rationalize more value from them than anyone alive – do not matter the
way politics do. And yet I tend to talk about them with the same sense
of urgency. Well, almost the same.
Make me a case for pacifism and I’ll ask you if your hometown has ever
been bombed. Tell me you think Kobe Bryant is as good as Michael Jordan
and I’ll just laugh in disgust and reconsider ever spending my free time
with you again.
But as uniquely awkward as I may be, and as special a case I have
concerning my inappropriately similar feelings about sports and
politics, I know I’m not alone.
I
don’t care if people take sports too seriously, unless of course we end
up neglecting our responsibilities. But political junkies are a problem.
You may notice there is very little middle ground between those obsessed
with politics and those who end up on Jay Leno’s street-walking and
can’t name a city outside of Burbank.
We
all have at least one friend who can name the lead singer of every
famous band in the last 40 years, is familiar with about 40 different
kinds of vodka and can throw a Frisbee like you wouldn’t believe – but
gets instantly uncomfortable if you ask them what they think about a
presidential nominee. They start squirming around, rolling their eyes,
looking like a chain-smoker halfway through a performance of Tosca.
Granted, I think it’s better that people take responsibility to know
what’s going on in their country and who the president is, at least
enough to vote on more than good hair. But we must realize that the main
reason there are so many ignoramuses out there is not laziness. It’s the
political junkies. I think that on some level, almost everyone agrees
that government and country matters. But who really wants to talk about
politics if they know the other guy watches Hardball and The
Factor every night and is just itching to prove what he’s learned?
No one likes to be talked down to, and we all hate talking to someone
whose only real goal is to show off.
We
must learn that there is a giant valley between passion and obsession.
One is addictive. The other is creepy.
Much of what we read and watch concerning politics is completely
irrelevant to anything meaningful. It’s just empty fodder for the
junkies who just can’t get enough. But politics matters, and it is
unfortunate that the word itself has become synonymous with gossip in
the minds of a large percentage of Americans.
Politics is another word for government affairs, and the government is
supposed to represent the people. It affects the way we educate our
children, the percentage of our earnings we get to keep and, most
importantly, our safety from enemies both international and domestic. It
affects us all, and whether or not we care to admit it, every one of us
affects politics. And yet we must realize that even though our country
is obviously damaged by those who fail to acknowledge their part, it is
also damaged by those whose political involvement goes about deep as
their desire to appear informed.
We
must be careful that we are passionate, not obsessed. Politics is not a
dirty word. But for those who see it that way, it’s the junkies
providing most of the dirt.
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