THE FAR EAST, LI – I’ve been out in the Far East reaches of the U.S. this week by way of The Hamptons. When pondering what to post this week, my thoughts turned to the gliteratti out here (the Hiltons, the Woods’, the Baldwins), as well as the overwhelming sense of entitlement people have out here. Sure, my mom has a house in ‘The Hamptons,’ but by way of Sag Harbor, which is the least tony of the Hamptons. And when she bought her modest house, it was for a song. Like current times, the real estate market was depressed, but people still actually had money to buy things (as opposed to this ‘on paper’ junk).
It got me to thinking about current events and how far diplomacy has come. Yes indeed, diplomacy has come a long way. Think about it folks; despite what you think about our new President Obama, you’ve got to admit, the guy’s got some moxie. Obama pulled a Biden by firmly inserting foot in mouth when he said the Boston Police Department “… acted stupidly” when (admittedly) he did not have all the facts about the Professor Gates/Sgt. Crowley incident. But then, a stroke of GENIUS. He said perhaps Gates and Crowley could “… come to the White House for a beer.”
And they came, along with diplomatic BRILLIANCE. We now have some hope for the future as the BEER SUMMIT was born. What I loved about the Beer Summit was what it said to Gates, Crowley and the masses who were all frothing at the mouth for another race relations fisticuffs. It said, plain and simple:
- “GET THE FROG OVER THIS STUPIDITY! MOVE THE HECK ON.”
After a Bud Light, Buckler, Sam Adams Light and a Blue Moon – it was all over. The debate and the media hyper speculation was over. Everyone was shut up. Now THAT folks, is diplomacy.
This week, a past beloved President, one Bill Clinton, pulled a Jimmy Carter. Billionaire (and ex-horizontal mambo partner and Baby Daddy of Elizabeth Hurley) Steven Bing lent Bubba his private jet to go over to North Korea to meet with Kim Jong Il to discuss the release of two American journalists charged with spying.
Proving what a stud Clinton (still) is, various other politically relevant and powerful people were suggested to make the trip, only to be turned down by the North Korean government. Kim Jong and clan wanted Slick Willy… period. And Bill didn’t blow the job either. Mission accomplished as the journalists Ling and Lee arrived home on Wednesday. When someone said to me “I wonder how he did it.” My answer was:
- “Easy. He got there and told Kim: ‘Pizza and b*&w jobs for everyone.”
This was a master’s course in diplomacy people. It’s official. The Jimmy Carter School for Diplomacy is now open and ready for business.
In honor of this new diplomacy, I present a few pairings who could learn something from these two recent and shining examples. People in need of some beer summit diplomacy:
As I head off to fight the privileged people here in the Hamptons, I’ll keep some Beer Summit Diplomacy in mind. (My guess though is that they prefer champagne or fine wine.) And as we look to another Sox/Yanks series, I’m guessing that there is no beer diplomacy here. After all, the Yanks are 0-18 against the Sox, so I’ve got to get my full hate on and stand behind the sentiments of Mrs. Matt’s license plate.
Finally, A toast to all attendees of the MTM Beer Summit on Thursday. When tempers get hot, I am sure cool, frosty, beer diplomacy can prevail.