Where to begin? Celebrated bad-boy, party animal and NBA superstar goes to Pyongyang, where he is seduced in the sandbox by the alpha-male gorilla and far badder boy (who owns the place), and returns stateside to climb into the face of little basketball-brother Barry O, incidentally commander-in-chief of a trillion-dollar-a-year explosive power habit, and all for the sake of world peace. Who could’ve made it up? Best part of the story, to the extent I can judge it fairly, is that three of the Harlem Globetrotters are right in the middle of it, maybe for full-court cred support to Rodman, who may or may not need it.
I haven’t a clue what will happen next, as a possible outcome of this little geopolitical steampuff, but it promises to be fun to watch, and even keep score, should a program be forthcoming. It’s a lot more entertaining than it should be, given the megatonnage of its potential to go desperately and finally wrong. Let me count the ways.
Say President Obama shrugs off the caveats cascading in upon him from all sides and opts to engage the Precious Leader in exactly the fashion his nibs suggests: a late night telephonic bill-and-coo about their shared basketball jones. Compare a few Bulls highlights and stats, and exchange promises of a pair of signed Air Jordans for a case of Kim Il-sung lager. What could be the downside of that?
For one thing, there is us, meaning every dweller in South Korea, laboring under what we hope is not a misconception that President Obama will give us a thought, or even a call, before he indulges his inner Denzel Washington and goes mano-a-mano in Junior’s proposed pick-up game. What would that make us, then-chopped kimchi?
Nobody should get me wrong. I want Korean peace as badly as any and more than most. As long as I’m able to climb on my bicycle, I’ll be able to ride it up to the back fence of North and South in about the same amount of time it takes to drive to Gwanghwamun, or as current events suggest the Norks think of it: Ground Zero. I’d like to listen in on Kim’s part of the conversation that goes, “I don’t want war; I want nuclear weapons.” What can be said in reply? Don’t know? Maybe we should ask Dennis Rodman.
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http://jdlarge08.wordpress.com/2013/03/03/barack-obama-kim-jong-un-and-dennis-rodman/