We won the Cold War. There’s no debating that. The Soviet Union split up, Germany was reunified and communism went the way of the Whigs and the Bull Moose. But sometimes it feels like we still lost. Like when you hear about Vladimir Putin’s new personal photographer:
Sure, Vlad isn’t a Soviet per se but it’s pretty safe to say that he has a lot more in common with Stalin than he does with FDR. Although maybe not quite so much. The point is, the Russians may have lost the war but they seem to be winning the battle.
It’s a little like the Red Sox and the Yankees. Sure, the Red Sox may have finally gotten by the Yankees to win that elusive World Series. They may have even succeeded in doing it again right afterwards. But they’re never going to catch the Yankees. The Yankees are the Evil Empire just like Vlad and his boys are the heirs to the Soviet version.
So, what can we do? How can we fight back against a Russia that just keeps coming back like some totalitarian Freddy Krueger? Well, I think the first step is obvious. Obama needs to get a better looking photographer:
The rest will work itself out from there.
Sometimes you capture more than you expect. Like Steve Bartman. He just wanted a souvenir ball. Instead, he became the posterboy for the well-intentioned but completely clueless fan.
It’s not always bad, though. Sometimes you capture something magical, something that only comes around once in a lifetime. This happened last week at the Ryder Cup when a photographer snapped an already iconic shot:
But then you look a little more closely and you realize there’s more. So much more:
It’s just too beautiful. It’s the double rainbow of golf photos. And then your mind explodes as your world comes full circle:
Happy Columbus Day! Go discover something.