C’mon, Mr. Phelps. It can’t all be done from the top.
Hat tip to Scott at LGM.
Update: Open letter to Michael Phelps:
Dear Mr. Phelps,
You’ve done something no one else has done, ever, and you’re 23 years old. Why don’t you spend 3-5 years being what would in the political discourse be described as loony-tunes for something you and about 30 million Americans know is sane?
You got some big political bank, dude. People are going to find it hard to argue with you if you simply call it like you see it.
In short, your choice is being exponentially more polarizing with the knowledge you’re espousing a point of view that millions share, but dare not speak its voice. Millions will love you even more than we already do, but even more millions will vilify you. I understand it has cost.
But you have the virtues of being on the correct side, and in a unique position to move the Overton Window.
Thanks for the thrills and pride. And smoke ’em if you got ’em.
Also, enjoy the babes and money. You earned it the American way. You worked for it.
Update 2: The brilliant and ever lyrical Poor Man Institute gives you a tasty-lick of my link.