As seen on TV
Apr. 8th, 2019 01:40 pmЯ собирался написать чрезвычайно интересную, thought-provoking запись, но что-то лень мне ее сейчас писать. Поэтому я перепощу то, что кто-то другой уже написал. По-моему, это отличная аналогия.
Jonathan Chait:
Jonathan Chait:
Some of the reports detailing Trump’s dealings with Nielsen reminded me of something that happened a long time ago, in the way Trump reminds many of us of terrible people we once knew. Apologies for a digressive thread:
When I was a high school junior, our new football coach hired a position coach for the defensive backs, which I was one of. The assistant had been a starting linebacker at Eastern Michigan. But his coaching style was bizarre.
He was constantly expressing displeasure without giving clear directions of what we should do. He would erratically move us up and down the depth chart throughout practice. I would win and lose a starting job half a dozen times a day.
One of his most constant instructions was “I want to see big hits!” He would frequently mention the NFL in this context and urge us to hit each other like they do in the NFL. It was puzzling and unhelpful.
To this end, he created a drill where two players stand 20 yards apart, and sprint into each other full speed. No cutting or change of direction allowed.
In real football, full speed direct collisions are exceedingly rare and very dangerous. Usually the runner is approaching the tackler at some angle. The rare straight-on full speed collision very often results in an injury to one or both players.
The saving grace of this drill was that the loser (whichever player failed to stop his opponent past the midpoint) would be “punished” by having to run a lap.
The punishment, of course, was about a thousand times more pleasant than the drill. My technique was to take a dive just short of the midpoint and then slowly run my lap.
The injury rate was very high. The drill would frequently pause when everybody but one was either injured or running a lap.
At some point, near the end of the season, we figured out this coach’s resume was not what he said. He graduated from our high school, and the old coach still taught there, but didn’t remember this guy on his team.
The assistant said the old coach was senile. But he also was not in any yearbooks on the football team. Turned out he had never played organized football at any level.
He was gruff, funny story-teller, looked like a former football player but had conned his way into the job and had no idea what he was doing. He wanted us to play like the football he watched on TV.
Anyway, what made me think of this was the Trump’s reported love of action and atmospherics, and complete uninterest in detail, on immigration (though obviously it applies to many things.)
All he knows is what he sees on television. He likes dramatic demonstrations of toughness. He gets angry when his subordinates can’t turned his bizarre, ill-formed visions into reality.