Tuesday, July 02, 2002
Frisbee Redux
From the Washington Post:
"Frisbees started out as good, clean, cooperative anti-establishment fun. Frisbees were self-expressive, marked by leaping, somersaulting, bandanna-wearing dogs. In fact, for all the millenniums of co-evolution between canines and humans, the apex of interspecies cooperation was arguably attained with the Frisbee.
"Frisbees forever changed the nature of the first day of spring. You knew enough snow had melted from the quadrangle to mark the change of seasons when the Frisbees first appeared.
"The catches and launches of Frisbees were legion, from the clap catch to the between-the-legs catch to the delicate one-finger catch of a high soft floater. There was a matador quality to snatching it out of the air, coiling the body and snapping it back in one fluid motion. Only much later did Frisbee pros emerge who could hiss a decapitation strike right past your ear.
"Frisbees fostered group socializing, as opposed to dating, for it was a sport in which any number of players could participate. It was a sport that girls would play with boys, even as beginners. ("How come it doesn't work for meeeee?" was always followed by a pheromone exchange as the boy put his arm around the girl to demonstrate the proper throwing technique.) Players could come and go as they pleased. There were no rules. And there was certainly no commitment. It was, in short, a perfect metaphor for the sexual revolution."
"Frisbees started out as good, clean, cooperative anti-establishment fun. Frisbees were self-expressive, marked by leaping, somersaulting, bandanna-wearing dogs. In fact, for all the millenniums of co-evolution between canines and humans, the apex of interspecies cooperation was arguably attained with the Frisbee.
"Frisbees forever changed the nature of the first day of spring. You knew enough snow had melted from the quadrangle to mark the change of seasons when the Frisbees first appeared.
"The catches and launches of Frisbees were legion, from the clap catch to the between-the-legs catch to the delicate one-finger catch of a high soft floater. There was a matador quality to snatching it out of the air, coiling the body and snapping it back in one fluid motion. Only much later did Frisbee pros emerge who could hiss a decapitation strike right past your ear.
"Frisbees fostered group socializing, as opposed to dating, for it was a sport in which any number of players could participate. It was a sport that girls would play with boys, even as beginners. ("How come it doesn't work for meeeee?" was always followed by a pheromone exchange as the boy put his arm around the girl to demonstrate the proper throwing technique.) Players could come and go as they pleased. There were no rules. And there was certainly no commitment. It was, in short, a perfect metaphor for the sexual revolution."
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