Originally Posted by
johnb
Huggins presents a Bruegel-sequel landscape of castrated Catholics, hordes of gay Musketeers, a hailstorm of rubbery phalluses, all blended into a gender fluid soup. In one sentence, no less.
It’s nightmarish but coherent. Crisp yet dangerous. Like a half-filled glass of fine Cabernet that’s been left unattended for a week. Musky, perhaps overripe, perhaps it’s turned. Maybe that glass of fine wine has had its day, but it’s still capable of evoking intoxicating memories. The memories could be anything, but in this case, Huggins reminds us of long-ago pogroms against religious and sexual minorities, groups that were disenfranchised, disparaged, and sometimes killed. But, as is true with Proust’s madeleines, these memories aren’t just drily historical, they’re at the core of who we are, and they return day after day, since people tend to be people, and people mistrust the Other.
While his apology was obviously written by a PR hack, Huggins himself is poetic and abrupt, cutting right to the heart of humanity. His imagery reminds me of another set of horrifying images that are often discussed during March Madness: plagues of such things as frogs, lice, boils, hail, locusts, darkness. It doesn’t take much of an imagination to get from flying phalluses to the slaying of the firstborn. While some of his audience might not consciously link his comments to a Passover Seder, to the escape from bondage, etc, that’s the brilliance of Huggins’ poetry.
His university’s dilemma is similarly poignant: Huggins is easily the best coach they’re likely to get, and they compete in a tough conference. Much of their fan base probably doesn’t care about Huggins’ perspectives or sensitivities. It’s a state with 6% Catholics, among the lowest percentages in the country (fighting it out with Mississippi, Alabama, Tennessee, and Utah, in case you were curious). As a state, WV appears to loathe this whole “cancel culture” thing. And one sentence on a radio talk show? By a coach? We’ve seen worse by a President, and he didn’t seem to lose any votes.
For efficiently triggering another round in the culture wars, I have to say, well played, Mr Huggins!