There is simply nothing interesting or important about Buffalo politics these days. As attorney Peter Reese likes to say, it’s all “transactional,” meaning it’s all about greedy and self-serving politicians and flunkies making deals that benefit themselves at the expense of everyone else. This is precisely the machine politics I observed as a teenager and which I found appalling even then. I spent forty years trying to change things before I realized a few years ago that it was hopeless. Buffalo had reached the tipping point where too many good people who could have helped to turn things around, had fled for greener pastures and that left only a tiny number of people to fight the huge, wealthy and powerful machine. We had no chance. I dropped out to focus on the national Liberty Movement and writing books explaining the political mindsets that plague us. One down--Progressivism--two to go.
So, let’s talk instead about something interesting and important, the NBA Finals. Sports is a great respite from the dull, depressing world of machine politics. Sports is a meritocracy; politics is a mediocracy, rule by the mediocre who can’t get a real job in the marketplace. Sports may also be the last remaining refuge from the great and evil mental virus of our time, leftism. Leftism is a great delusion consisting of the belief that the State can and should make us all equal by using only tool the State has, legalized violence. Sports plainly illustrates that leftism is a delusion; we are not all equal and cannot be made so. Alas, the leftist, faced with the choice, reality or delusion, chooses delusion and hence we have the endless violence and chaos the leftist’s war on reality has produced on a grand scale since its birth in the French Revolution.
Back to the NBA Finals. Another reason why I love sports is that, because it has fair rules and is based on results and merit, strategy matters. In politics, it’s much harder to apply even sound strategies when, for example, the opponent has brainwashed ninety percent of your audience in government schools and can spend billions of dollars to your thousands. In sports, however, strategy matters. The ultimate tribute to a coach is, “He can take your players and beat his, or take his or beat yours.”
So, what strategy can this political consultant and trial lawyer (and youth sports coach) offer to the beleaguered Cavs who have been written off by all the smart money? The Warriors have two players you can’t guard, Durant and Curry. Work the problem, I say. “If you can’t go forward, go sideways.” If Plan “A” fails, go to Plan “B” and so on. Refuse to fail!
Two potential tactics are apparent. First, tire them out. Second, get them into foul trouble. You can’t double team either player for obvious reasons. Nor can you really deny them the ball. They are too quick and Durant is too tall. What you can do is make them work for the ball. Don’t let them get a free pass. Make them burn calories. Guard them close and make them drive. They are killing you with the outside shot anyway. Drives can lead to turnovers and offensive fouls. In any event, they burn energy. To paraphrase LeBron, Father Energy is undefeated. A tired player is less efficient.
You can tire them out on defense too. Drive on them. Make them work. Try to draw the foul. The Cavs get lucky in the matchups here since their two best drivers, LeBron and Kyrie, are often guarded by the Warriors’ two best scorers. Kyrie is not shooting well from the outside so this approach will help him get his scoring game going. Note to LeBron: Durant may be taller but you are twice as strong. Dunk on him!
Attacking the basket will help in another way. The Warriors are killing the Cavs with their transition offense. Close-in shots are less likely to lead to a fast break. Obviously, the Cavs need to slow the game down. Driving more does just that.
I am confident these ideas would work. Will they be tried? Probably not. As Milton Friedman once told me, “Advice is easy to give but hard to take.” Just ask the people of Buffalo. They have ignored my advice for decades. The result: fifty years of decline.