Writers and Dummies
Can you even imagine a boxing article appearing in print or online in America with the title “Blood, bravado and a life-long bout of guilty pleasure”? This piece, posted Tuesday, July 29, by The Guardian of the UK, and written by David Foot, begins, “It is no bad thing to examine our conscience from time to time.”
With the exception of the hearty few associated with this blog, and perhaps a handful more, there is no boxing writer in America who can pack more insight into 1000 words than David Foot has done in just those 13 words. And that is just the start of his piece.
I have come to the conclusion that the editors and publishers of both the online and print boxing media, and those general and sports publications which occasionally feel obliged to go what they believe to be slumming by dabbling in the sweet science, all studied at the Fred Sanford School of Journalism. That comedic character, played by Redd Foxx, barked at almost everyone, “You big dummy!”
That is the attitude of our editors and publishers, that everyone is a big dummy, and that they should be treated as such.
Of course, Redd Foxx was a comedian and an actor, which seems lost on these types. Perhaps we now know who the real big dummies are.
I have come to the conclusion that the editors and publishers of both the online and print boxing media, and those general and sports publications which occasionally feel obliged to go what they believe to be slumming by dabbling in the sweet science, all studied at the Fred Sanford School of Journalism. That comedic character, played by Redd Foxx, barked at almost everyone, “You big dummy!”
That is the attitude of our editors and publishers, that everyone is a big dummy, and that they should be treated as such.
Of course, Redd Foxx was a comedian and an actor, which seems lost on these types. Perhaps we now know who the real big dummies are.
Labels: boxing, boxing writing, David Foot, Fred Sanford, Guardian, Redd Foxx