Go Astros! I had no dog in the hunt that is called the 2019 World Series. Sunday’s rude crowd at Nationals Park changed that. If you can’t find a good reason to root for someone, rooting against someone may just fit the bill, particularly when they behave like vulgar buffoons. The boos and the oral flatulence of “Lock him up” were glaringly repulsive. Go Astros!
It was fitting justice that the Astros pummeled the swamp things 7-1 on boo day.
Conversely, the chant at Trump rallies, “Drain the swamp”, has gained new relevance. The “swamp” in this case is DC’s polyglot population of government workers, government influencers, partisan operatives, and the net of white-collared professional handlers and manipulators. The city’s only industry is politics, or the many ways to finagle something for somebody at somebody else’s expense. The controlling party is, of course, the Democratic Party – the party of big, and ever bigger, government.
The crowd in the stadium is a microcosm of this swamp: the assemblage of over-paid schemers who can afford the $1,000 tickets. These folks aren’t the peanuts-and-beer bleacher bums at Wrigley or Dodger Stadium. The Series at Nationals Park is reserved for these well-heeled destroyers of American wealth.
Now the swamp denizens have a professional baseball team to shower their affections upon. Why the new team to replace the caput Senators in 1960? It’s simple: the market got bigger. DC grew into the obese metroplex that busted its lap belt of boundaries, most recently thanks to Obama.
Its girth flooded into the Maryland and northern Virginia ‘burbs producing one-party Democrat enclaves who’d support Nicolás Maduro if he was the nominee. The consequence is a deeper-blue-approaching-charcoal Maryland and a Virginia about ready to take the plunge into California governance.
What’s my chant? Shrink DC! A depression in DC is a renaissance everywhere else. Go Astros!
RogerG