Today, there's a huge game afoot in Indiana; also, some football will be played.
The Really Big Game in town, or course, is to crush your opponents, to hurt them bad enough they may never be able to make their goals, to hurt them so badly they will never be able to settle any scores. That game's about politics.
The real battle of giants and patriots is outside, in the parking lot at The Big Game -- the corporations lined up against the regular, everyday people who try to do what's right and best for themselves and their country. It's a grudge match, all right -- the mightiest One Percent against all the rest.
Strangely, not everyone knows which team they are on.
In record poor timing, the state of Indiana -- current hosts of both games -- forged ahead and blew one right past the opposition, nailing its try in becoming the 23rd "right to work" state, which is Republican business-code-speak for "we'll do whatever we want, pay you whatever we feel like, and to hell with you, too."
So, congratulations are due: Workers in Indiana, you now have the right to watch all wages there -- union and not -- go spiraling weightless, through the air and then perfectly down, received and held tight, plopped into the sewer, and then flushed, right along with any benefits you thought you'd already scored.