Hoosierleanian Editor B is really seizing the opportunity to pile on Indianapolis during the run-up to the Super Bowl. His critiques of boring, bland Indy have awakened some resistance on Farcebook, and it all seems to be in good fun. Having been born in Indiana, I can't even mount a great defense of the city. It's nothing special-- there's a yearly formula one race and some fine amateur athletic competitions, the streets are relatively clean and smooth, you can get an ear of corn that has some taste to it... but, generally-speaking it's safe to say that few people on their death beds ever regretted never having visited Indianapolis.
The best parts of Indiana are its abundant small towns-- especially (my birthplace) Columbus Indiana, the "Athens of the Midwest", only a quick hour's drive from Indianapolis. You know all the scathing sarcasm, dark humor, cryptic subtexts, chronic cynicism, overblown vocabulary and implied argumentation in which YRHT often luxuriates? Yeah, well, plain-talkin' small town hoosiers don't truck in that crap. And I respect that.
What's a "hoosier", anyway? I've heard it's a distinctive contraction of "who's there", used by folks in Indiana. Yats can probably understand such a phenomenon. Perhaps in the coming days New Orleanians or even Louisianans will become known, permanently, as "hoodats"...
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Here's one thing about Indianapolis ...ah, I better save the rest for an update sometime late in the evening or early morning, when I'll also do an all-too-belated sports and politics post. Check back later for that.
Friday, February 05, 2010
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Are we going to get an Oyster ticket for tomorrow's election?
Yeah... eventually.