I was ‘talking politics’ today with a guy at work, and it brought back a childhood memory. Back in elementary school and high school, I was never a big fan of phys-ed, aka “gym class”. I was always runty and weak compared with the other kids, so I wasn’t much of a competitor in kickball, volleyball and the dreaded dodgeball. There was another little indoors game that I hated called “steal the bacon”.
In S-T-B, the class was divided into two groups, then lined up on either side of the gym wall and assigned matching numbers. In the middle of the gym was placed what looked like a wooden bowling pin. This was “the bacon”. Every so many seconds, the gym teacher would yell out a number, “FIFTEEN” for example. If you were assigned that number, you were supposed to jump up and run towards the pin, along with your similarly-numbered opponent from the opposite wall of the gym. Usually, the two guys would bolt up but then stop and hover crosswise around the pin, until one of the two finally grabbed it and ran for the wall. The object for the pin-runner was to get to the far side of the gym without the other guy catching up and tagging them in the back. The winner would either be the guy who made it to the wall tag-free, or the guy who tagged the “stealer of the bacon”.
Well, obviously I didn’t do too well with this game. Put up against some ruddy young Italian stallion, I’d be about 2/3 of the way to the pin as my opponent would be seizing it and swinging ’round for the wall. I’d go thru the motions of chasing him, but it was obviously a joke. The only fun for me was pondering the strategies employed in the more equal match-ups. Most kids would enter into a temporary stalemate near the pin, but once in a while a guy would come on bold and confident and go right for “the bacon”. Sometimes this worked and sometimes it didn’t. But it gave the kid a reputation for being gutsy and macho.
I couldn’t help but compare Barack Obama with those daring young men who immediately lunged for the pin and made a tear for the far corner of the gym. Senator Obama seems mild-mannered enough, but he obviously had the guts to “steal the bacon”, in hope that Hilary Clinton was not fast enough to put the tag on him and end his Presidential aspirations. The audacity of hope, indeed! Something like this is also happening here in New Jersey, with octogenarian Senator Frank Lautenberg being challenged in the local primary by a young upstart, Rep. Rob Andrews. Andrews has upset the local Democratic establishment by not ‘waiting his turn’, and his political career may be hurt if he doesn’t win the Senatorial primary next week.
It looks as though Senator Obama has just about made it to the mats that pad the far wall of the Democratic political gymnasium. It will be interesting to see what happens to Rob Andrews in next week’s primary in NJ. But the big show will obviously come in early November. If Andrews beats Lautenberg, he’s probably a shoo-in come autumn, given the pro-Democratic mood that the nation is in. However, as to whether Barack Obama can exploit that mood so as to convince the American public to trust the Democratics with both Congress and the White House . . . that’s a tougher question. The Andrews / Lautenberg race and the Obama / McCain race both divide along the age factor. Do the old, experienced politicians still know how to put the tag on the young upstarts? Can youthful agility and strength overcome the experience and wisdom of age? It’s almost as entertaining as sitting on the floor of that smelly gymnasium and hearing someone else’s number called, then relaxing and watching the fun.



