Getting hit by a pitch is not the worst thing in the world. It is not even the worst thing in baseball. Granted, this is coming from a guy who has not played organized baseball since high school, but just look at the film. Even getting hit by a major league fastball is rarely enough to take a player out of the game. More often than not, the hitter winces, probably swears, and trots down to first. The batter takes one for the team. Such is the nature of the game.
Taking one for the
team, in fact, is often seen as heroic.
The batter gets a welt, but the team gets a person on base. The hitter will nurse a bruise, but the team
may very well win the game because of that involuntary sacrifice.
In recent months, the
Affordable Care Act has hit millions of American families in the arm. Despite assurance to the contrary, health
insurance premiums are going up while health insurance benefits are going
down. My family took a bean ball as
well. We winced, said some choice words,
and trotted down to first. We will
readjust the budget and learn to live with less.
Like millions of
Americans, we took one for the team.
Such is the nature of the game.
This past year, the
Illinois legislature hit public employees, teachers included, in the gut. The retirement age at which to receive pension
benefits is going up while the benefits themselves are going down. Because my
wife and I are both teachers and are therefore ineligible to receive or pass on
social security benefits to our children, we took the bean ball twice. As before, we winced, we muttered, we trotted
down to first. We will readjust our IRAs
and learn to live with less.
Like tens of thousands
of other Illinois teachers and public employees, we took one for the team. Such is the nature of the game.
Before continuing, I
want to point out that I was a history major in college. This may seem like an irrelevant aside, but
having studied history means I have a tendency to take the long view on
things. So, I know that neither the
Affordable Care Act nor this pension nonsense is the worst thing in American
history. It isn’t even the worst thing
in Illinois history. I know that in the grand scheme of things, being required
to work a few more years than anticipated or paying higher insurance premiums
is not the same kind of sacrifice as say, being drafted to fight in the Vietnam
War, struggling through the Great Depression, or trying to escape slavery. 2014 is not exactly the worst year to be
alive.
Thus, it’s important to
understand that I am not against personal sacrifice. I am well aware that Illinois is in dire
financial straits and something profound needs done in order to make sure that
we don’t someday live in a state called North Kentucky.
It just seems to me
that if you are so far behind in the score that your offensive strategy is to have
people lean into a pitch and get smacked, shouldn’t everyone get the chance to
be a hero? If we have reached the point
in the idea bucket where all that is left is taking money away from one small
group of people who has earned it, so that that money can be managed and spent
by a much smaller group of people who clearly do not know how to do either,
then let’s go all in. Let’s all walk up
to the plate like a bunch of crazy people and get hit in the head.
After all, look at the
score. We’re billions of dollars behind. Time for shared sacrifices, right? If we’re all in this together, why weren’t
pension benefits cut for all public servants?
In fact, if we’re all in this together, why stop at pension benefits at
all? Wouldn’t it make more sense, if
you’re trying to bridge the gap between what you owe and what you have, to trim
the fat from all your expenses across the board?
It would, probably, at
least financially, but it certainly would not make any sense at all
politically, and thus comes the rub. A
pitcher who hits one batter has thrown a wild pitch. A pitcher that hits them all gets thrown out
of the game.
Thus, it
isn’t so much that I’m against taking one for the team. It’s just that I would feel much better
about it if I knew the guys throwing at me knew how to pitch.
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