Commentary
Baseball been berry good to me
By Jerry Mazza
Online Journal Associate Editor


Oct 11, 2007, 00:51

Well, it�s all over for me. All the nights I could slip into a Yankee game and forget about Iraq, George Bush or the ominous nexus of Israel and the US (partners in 9/11?) and now Iran? As the Yankees slipped into oblivion, I could hear people cheering from coast to coast. After all, we were the Yanks, pinstripes and Capitalist Tools, no working class heroes like the Red Sox Nation, erg. Now I had to face it all alone.

But somehow the Yanks got tagged with a bum rap. After all, �the Yanks are coming� meant move over you Japs and Krauts, America�s coming for you. Somehow, we got tagged with being the Elites, the team with the billion dollar payroll, the perpetual winner in a field of bad dreams. Somehow the reality belied the myth, especially as I scanned those tens of thousands in the nosebleed upper decks and the bench-to-bench bleachers, hard on your butt and your ears, with nary an inch to move, except with the crowd to cheer or boo!

I mean sure down in the �loge� and the lower deck were the box seats, the corporatos, the served, the people who could actually see the game larger than it was on TV. But what the hell. For me it was all good. At home or the stadium, in the Bronx or Cleveland (damn those gnats), LA or Pittsburgh. It was all America, all Americans cheering for their team like there was no other team. Jeez, I wished politics could be like that again, like Ken Burns �War,� where the people at home were at one with the soldiers fighting, and sacrificing everything for a cause everybody believed in.

I also looked through the stadium�s color wheel of faces and saw the shades of people I see in the streets daily, laughing or sad, cheering or teary, ice-creamed or hot-dogged, as the game went, Hispanic, Irish, Italian, Polish, Harlem, Brooklyn, ya Queens� guy and Jersey girls. Yo, Cleveland, who�s the Indian on your hat? Ever read any history, what we did to them? And like I say, Yanks are as American as Cherry Pie. Or was that J. Rapp Brown? Anyhow.

I mean everybody loves their team like there�s no other team. Except when I turn the game off and look at the news. And then there�s Iraq�s daily body count, how many hits, runs, and losses, guys on the injured list for life. And then there�s wonky Bush, like this comedian that imitated him on Turner Broadcasting commercials. He was funny, did the Bush man to a T, the strange looks, hand motions, leaning his face in to tell us why we needed another $3 billion this week to kill a couple of hundred thousand more people, this time maybe in Iran, with nukes if necessary. Hey, nobody likes to lose, especially not Junior.

And why was I throwing oil on the fire, writing all these scandalous articles about spying, nuclear proliferation, America being in Israel�s pocket, Larry Silverstein, Judge Hellerstein, etcetera, etcetera. Some of my best friends were Jewish and liked baseball. Why did politics, why did reality have to mess it all up, including friendships, even with relatives.

I�m sitting here everyday looking at the connections between Dancing Israelis and Urban Moving Systems, and five guys cheering as the Towers fell down, lighting cigarette lighters, until somebody called the cops on them and they say, �We are not your problem.� Well who the hell is? Who else is �Documenting the Event� by singing, laughing, dancing, and getting away with it, shipped back home to Israel, scot-free?.

But then I scroll down and read Why was Kobi Alexander Allowed to Flee? and Israel Harbors Prime 9/11 Terror Suspect. This dude�s an Israeli military officer who was connected to Odigo instant messaging company, whose employees and users received an early warning of the 9/11 attack, and has recently become a fugitive from US justice and taken refuge in Israel along with other prime suspects of terror attacks. �Shortly after 9/11, five executives from Comverse [Odigo�s parent company] were reported to have profited more than $267 million from 'insider trading.'� So reports the journalist Christopher Bollyn.

And I also find this story by Chris, The �Unbreakable Bond� with Israel of the Zionist Judges Controlling the 9/11 Litigation. And he�s talking of Judge Hellerstein, whom I saw in action in the courtoom, what a beauty for the system! And his buddy Michael Mukasey, from the same Upper East Side synagogue. And there�s Michael Chertoff, with Alberto Gonzales. Chertoff in his days as head of the criminal division of the Department of Justice, now secretary of Homeland Security, all in a little cabal of Zionist aspiration, all bonding.

Who�s on first? No, who�s on second? No, who�s got a dual passport and citizenship to the US and Israel, or USrael -- we�re so tight. And why should we be so tight with any foreign power that we have a major booster, Mukasey, now going in to head up the Department of Justice? Whatever happened to church and state being separated? And why is Ashcroft, ex-DOJ head, Conservative Christian extraordinaire making big bucks representing Israeli military companies with his PR firm? Where the hell is Justice? Is she blind as a bat?

Is this the Nexus of Zion to play the Axis of Evil? Best three out of five. Eliminate Afghanistan to get the pipelines through from the Caspian region to Pakistan/India and China. Then take out Iraq for that cheap oil near the surface. Now go in for Iran�s oil and natural gas. What a trifecta? Bet on who�s going to finish first, second and last. The US, and you got it, Israel. And who�s going to finish last? Palestine, under the rubble and the shadow of the Wall, stone-walled into nowhere. Hey, let�s see if there are any Yankee Classic reruns on.

Maybe the 1996 World Series, when Derek was just a kid shortstop, and we beat Atlanta in six games, and 9/11 was years away, although the 1993 bombing of the WTC was just behind us and nobody had a clue the FBI had a plant in the blind sheik who Mukasey sent to jail for life. And the plant could have substituted fake powder for explosive powder in the truck bomb for the basement, and the FBI said, accept no substitutes, boom! So who�s your pappy, America? If not the Yanks, who? Pedro, wanta pitch for NAFTA? What, you don�t like the American Union? But Barry Bonds who allegedly takes steroids and he�s going to get his records trashed by baseball bigots. Hey Barr�yyyy. Buy a Bond today. Keep the Nazis and the Japs Away!

Oh god, why is life always interfering with my relaxation. I wrote all damn day. I shopped. I sang happy birthday to my mother-in-law on the phone. I get a gazillion emails every day revealing new scams, schemes, and skeeves. Enough already. The Jewish daily, Forward, wants to know if I want a subscription, free. ZioPedia.org needs a contribution. These are the good guys. All right, get the checkbook.

After all is said and done I�m trying to have fun writing this stuff. Like I.F. Stone said, �The only kinds of fights worth fighting are those you are going to lose because somebody has to fight them and lose and lose and lose until someday, somebody who believes as you do wins [how�s that for a lovely sentence?]. In order for somebody to win an important, major fight 100 years hence, a lot of other people have got to be willing -- for the sheer fun and joy of it -- to go right ahead and fight, knowing you�re going to lose. You mustn�t feel like a martyr. You�ve got to enjoy it.�

Izzy, I love it, wherever you are, teaching us about Vietnam, and Paul Krassner banging it home, like Arod and Abreu. So bottom line, politics is the game of the world, generally played dirty and with bought umpires. But that�s it. Deal with it. Because baseball been berry good to you, to me, to all us greasers. And only America brought baseball to you, from your first schoolyard game in the back streets of Brooklyn to the shining diamonds of the Bronx, Shea, Fenway, the Pawsocks, LA, et al. And don�t let The Boss scare you. He�s all talk. Baseball been really good to him. And even with his Big A, he shouldn�t forget that.