Tight Cowboys & Soccer Floppers

Author’s Note:  This piece was written for The Nugget newspaper in Sisters, Oregon, in response to an Angry Reader who, lacking an argument of any kind, attacked me personally.  In journalism, as elsewhere, it is generally best to avoid responding to such outbursts.  However, when the vitriol reaches a certain level of dishonor it simply must be addressed.  


Last week’s Letters to the Editor offered an important study in contrasts.  One was a well-considered essay in which the writer expressed her concerns, approached the discussion with a counter-argument, and finally made an effective, reasonable case in favor of her beliefs.

The other was a kind of “First Thought, Best Thought” bathroom screed, lacked any argument whatsoever, and finally morphed into an embarrassing public soccer-flop.

Soccer-flopping, if you don’t know, is an invention of European soccer players who fail to get enough attention from the referee and so collapse on the pitch in fits of classic Greek agony while hoping for someone to call a foul.

Thankfully, such behavior remains anathema to many Americans.  It makes us feel queasy and embarrassed for the flopper.  Mostly because a grown man feigning injury and writhing around for attention lacks those qualities of mature sportsmanship and fortitude we still admire in athletes and others.


A Flopper, near death, is removed from the pitch

Incidentally, “predictable” is one of the better polysyllabic words, particularly in light of the epidemic of intellectual soccer-floppers who wander onto the field of play only to be carried off on stretchers – apparently near death — after phantom kicks to the shins.

Elsewhere, the collective soccer-flopping after Trump’s pardoning of Dwight and Steven Hammond, now thankfully at home with their families where they belong, has been predictably amusing.

The floppers at CNN – who are no longer actually journalists — could do no better than offer the Hammonds’ calculated pardon as proof of presidential racism because — wait for it — no one pardoned any of the key players in the Black Panthers or Philadelphia’s MOVE organization.

Which is, in all seriousness, world-class soccer-flopping.  It’s the same strain of grievance-theater that allows them to conflate the Hammonds with the Bundys — despite the fact that the Hammonds disavowed the Bundys’ takeover of the Malheur Refuge from the outset.

As for the Hammonds, floppers must ignore two facts.  First, that they had already served considerable time – one thinks it was plenty — before being sent back to prison a second time under the mandatory minimum scheme.  Second, they must not mind that agencies of government have lost control of more fires, and caused more damage to public and private property – without anyone EVER being held accountable – than the Hammonds imagined in their wildest buckaroo fantasies.

These facts matter because when we empower government to run roughshod over people we don’t like — for whatever reasons — we might fairly expect government to someday run roughshod over our own little house of cards.  And who will we blame then?  Trump? Obama?  Our neighbor with the “Visualize Whirled Peas” bumper sticker?

One problem underwriting all of this ham-fisted and predictable government nonsense is the notion of mandatory minimum sentences, which were always a bad idea, and the only reason the Hammonds found themselves re-incarcerated.

Mandatory minimums are a bad idea because they eliminate discretion from the judicial system, much in the same way that “stats” deprive police officers of discretion when deciding whether or not to cite a Mini-van Mom for a moving violation.

Usually, Mini-van Mom only needs a warning, but under pressure by supervisors to bring up her monthly traffic stats, an officer is far more likely to cut a cite whether it’s necessary or even helpful.

We used to believe, in the long ago, that discretion was a terrific tool, vital to the health and fairness of the judicial system.  We expected officials to exercise it.  But so many of those officials are intimidated by the weight of discretionary responsibility that we’ve flipped the equation in the other direction — which is to eliminate discretion altogether and turn every conceivable act of dumb behavior into a crime requiring mandatory punishment.

I shudder to think what would happen today, when floppers abound like locusts, to a teacher who did what I did once, which was to instruct my students how to build a field-expedient claymore mine.



A young Marine having a moment with his improvised claymore

That guy, today, would likely be burned alive in the town square.  Never mind that it was effective to reach a class full of booger-eaters adrift in the late-semester doldrums.  Never mind that there are, in fact, marvelous parallels between building a claymore mine and constructing a traditional university term paper.

Today, floppers would no-doubt construe that effort as material support for terrorism – “Former Marine Makes Students Build Bombs” — but in the pre-flopper era it worked beautifully to get the attention of undergraduates, and hold it.

That lecture was probably the result of this column’s warm embrace of classical liberalism — which too few remember as an alternative to wearing their punishing binary politics around like a medieval hair-shirt.

Classical liberalism works because it just always prefers civic freedom above government intrusion and the histrionics of righteous floppers, who ruin the beauty of the game because they don’t know how to play it very well.

Finally, in a personal note to Ms. Dull, this column enjoys yoga.  It’s an excellent program for my lower back which, after careers unkind to its evolutionary design, is now made of crushed glass.  I hope to see you there.  I think we could be friends.  I’ll be the bald, bearded, and tattooed guy in back, merrily groaning through a Sunday morning session of “Tight Cowboys” and sporting my favorite — and super-comfortable — Noveske Rifles t-shirt.


  1. The Hammonds were singled out for prosecution by this federal government not for the fires but to take away their land. The corrupt prosecuters abused their authority to bankrupt and destroy the Hammonds. Fined them over 400k dollars and made them sign a first right of refusal agreement to sell their ranch to the government. This was after a USGS survey of the area for minerals showing high amounts of urainium and others valuable for sale by this fed gov to foriegn lands. This horrific terrorizing of the Hammond family was carried out by evil BLM agents and others in this fed gov hell bent on carrying out their agenda of taking away private land from private citizens for gov profit. That is exactly what the Bundys were protesting against.. not minimum sentencing but the absolute and deliberate stealing and destruction of the American family and their land by this out of control and evil fed gov. This should alarm everyone who expects to live a free existance. Wake up.. gov is not your protector, its your enemy!



    1. The mandatory minimums were a convenient excuse to continue the unconscionable persecution of the Hammond family. The underlying issues are simply too expansive to cover in a 900 word newspaper column. My piece must assume some familiarity with the broader issues in order to get to the issue of mandatory minimums at all. Similar stories abound wherever public lands ranchers rub up against the American bureaucratic machine. And they include people from all walks of life, including the Dann sisters who lived near a ranch I worked on in Eureka, Nevada. Cut from this piece was a paragraph discussing the Bundys and the simple fact that — while much derided in national media — they were by turns found not guilty by a jury of their peers, and Cliven’s case was thrown out of court with judicial prejudice. The behavior of US Attorneys in his case was castigated by the court because they lied, withheld exculpatory evidence, and made a mockery of the burden of proof and presumption of innocence. Alas, that is a different column, and I thank you for taking the time to comment.



  2. Excellent read learned what a flopper was. Don’t trust anything on media anymore, I belive what my eyes and ears tell me from the folks it happened to. Watched the documentary on the Hammonds and the bunny take over and hearing from the folks themselves told a different story than what the media reported. Keep on keeping cowboy you are a treasure.



    1. Take everything with a grain of salt and preserve your sanity. Thanks, Sharon. 🙂



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