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Walt Garrison famously noted that “People are funny critters.”  That is something we can probably agree on.

There are other things that, apparently, we cannot agree upon.  For instance, we might not agree about which people are the funny critters and which are the correct and, therefore, superior human beings.

I am often amused by the inconsistencies of others who do not see things my way.

One example of irony is the intolerance of the tolerant.  Some folks are so sympathetic about causes for the rights of certain groups of perceived victims that they are hateful and intolerant towards any who disagree with them.    There are so many examples that I hesitate to pick on any particular ones so that I do not appear, you know, intolerant.

I know someone who writes as if she hates all those who do not agree with her politically correct ideas.  She is the most intolerant person I know when it comes to disregarding the opinions contrary to hers.  She sees herself as sticking up for victims of one societal wrong or another, but does it in such a way that all who disagree are themselves victims of another sort — victims of her wrath.  She has absolutely no tolerance for those that she perceives as being intolerant.

I suppose that is human nature, yet I wish she would see the logical inconsistency.

I am not concluding with a watered down plea that we all get along because I’m okay and you’re okay and every thought has equal value.

There are some horrible wrongs that humans through the centuries have passionately struggled to correct.  I don’t see the need for a debate about the pros and cons of lynching or the Holocaust.

However, especially in politics, reasonable people can disagree.  Let’s be reasonable.  Part of being reasonable is to try to see things from both sides before deciding which side you favor.  I did not invent this concept — “Walk a mile in the other fella’s mocassins.”  The opposing view is not necessarily evil, it might just be different from yours.  It might even be better than yours.  It takes a wise person to acknowledge that.

(I Will Deny the Tweets That) I Won’t Sign With The Jets

Those of you who are professional football fans are already aware that the New York Jets are looking to trade Tim Tebow.  I hear there are conversations among some of the teams while owners and general managers are hanging out at the National Football League Scouting Combine.  As I have mentioned in a previous blog, I was not invited to attend the combine as a potential player.  Well, I am not a team owner, scout, coach, general manager, or V.P. for Personnel either, so I stayed home.

Now I am concerned that they are talking behind my back.  No one has tweeted me about it, yet I have a funny feeling that I just might be the subject of some wheeling and dealing.  As I wrote a couple days ago, I have been blessed with the perfect dimensions for an NFL linebacker — 6’2″, 247 lbs.  What a specimen of manhood!

Now Tim Tebow ain’t too bad himself.  He has great athletic ability.  He won a  Heisman and two national championships in college.  Nevertheless,  he has had some trouble finding a spot as a quarterback.  He tries really hard.  Still, the NFL is a tough place to get a job.  Some of us have it, some of us don’t.  (That is merely a figure of speech, of course.  I am not actually including myself in the part about “some of us don’t.”  I just like to sound modest.)

I hope some team is not planning to draft me as a linebacker just to position themselves to trade me to the Jets for Tebow.  Therefore, in fairness to all, I am taking this opportunity to declare one of the terms of my future contract.  That is, I have geographical demands.  Feel free to tell the world via your Twitter accounts.  You may have the sports news scoop of the day.  The following inside information is hereby being leaked to the sports media, then I will deny it.

I might be limiting my draft value by saying this, but I will refuse to sign with the Jets.  I don’t want to be coached by Rex Ryan, for one thing, but the real reason is that I have livestock to care for here in Colorado.  I am willing to commute to Bronco headquarters at Dove Valley during the season.  I understand that there will be occasional overnights for away games.  I can make arrangements for those times.  But I can’t go back and forth to New York every day.  Realistically, the Denver Broncos are the only team I want to play for.

Sure, there are teams located in many nice cities.  I don’t want to offend anyone.  I just am trying to be practical and realistic.  I trust that this announcement will be appreciated as it is intended to save the other 31 teams from futile attempts to draft me or trade for me or sign me as a free agent.  Then again, if they offer me a real good deal….

It might hurt me to have slightly tipped my hand.  I want to be honest with the other owners.  I will simply await getting that call from Mr. Bowlen, the owner of the Broncos.  Don’t tell him I said so, but I would probably sign for the league minimum if he throws in a Ford F250 King Ranch diesel pickup.  (I got that idea from Walt Garrison, who negotiated a horse trailer as part of his signing bonus.)  See link below.

People Are Funny Critters

“People are funny critters.”  Walt Garrison

Walt Garrison is a cowboy in more than one sense.  He played college football for the Oklahoma State Cowboys, pro ball for the Dallas Cowboys, and he also competed as a rodeo cowboy.   Quite a guy! His signing bonus with Dallas included a horse trailer.  After nine seasons in the NFL, his football career was ended by a knee injury sustained while bulldogging at a rodeo.  I doubt any current NFL players have a contract provision allowing rodeo participation in the off-season, or want one.

He himself a “funny critter,” Mr. Garrison’s observation above is a helpful reminder to be tolerant of the quirkiness that crops up amongst members of the human species.

I do not know the context within which Walt originally said those quoted words, but it does not matter to me.  I like to repeat those words in many contexts.

Individuals are often inconsistent in behavior or beliefs and those inconsistencies can be explained by recognizing they are “funny critters.”

Nations throughout history have changed in many ways, often unpredictable, because they are populated by and led by “funny critters.”

Politicians are often funny critters, some funnier than others.  We would do well to have leaders with down to earth common sense.  Walt Garrison for President!

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