But I promised to take a look and I did, and I got hung up on the question #1:
If Abe Lincoln and George Washington got in a fight, who would win--and why?
This question took me way back in time. In an earlier phase of my life I worked at an environmental education center. We worked with a lot of kids from New York City, and we also worked with animals, such as hawks and owls, lizards, snakes and such. And it seemed that, whenever we did these programs, some kid would raise his hand (it was almost always a boy) and ask, “If you put the hawk and the owl (or substitute any combination of animals from the program) together and they fought, who would win?” I never thought I’d see this question applied to two of our greatest Presidents.
I gave it a great deal of thought, and my first reaction was Lincoln, because of his tremendous wingspan. Even though George was a man of strategy, a man who fought and defeated the greatest military force in the world, I thought he'd have trouble getting inside the big man’s reach. And I figured that Lincoln had to be pretty strong, too. I mean, we’ve all heard the tales of his youthful days splitting logs, right?
So it looked like Lincoln. But then something popped into my brain, something also from the past. When I was in college, I had a roommate who was big into martial arts films. And the biggest martial arts star ever, before Jet Li and Jackie Chan and Chuck Norris, was Bruce Lee. The Dragon. And in one of the oddest sights I have ever seen, Lee, who was maybe 5’6” after a really good morning stretch, mixed it up with 7 foot, 2 inch basketball legend Kareem Abdul Jabbar in the movie Game of Death:
This is the image that kept running around and around in my brain as I tried to answer the question. That is what I saw for poor George going against Lincoln. What hope is there against that kind of reach? And yet, the five minute fight scene (you can see it here) gave me the answer: In a fight between Abe Lincoln and George Washington, George wins. Because George is Bruce Freakin’ Lee to Lincoln’s Jabbar, and nobody beats Bruce Lee. Sorry, Abe. And sorry, Donna, because that’s about as far as I got, even with the weekend lead time.
Can't say I'm surprised you got hung up on question #!. You are so cerebral!! And I agree about the fight. It's not the physical part that matters, but the mental strategy. I love Bruce Lee. My son, Brandon, was named after Bruce's son. And just last month, I went and visited Bruce and Brandon Lee's grave in Seattle.
ReplyDeleteThis scenario reminds me of that show Deadliest Warrior--only they pitted George Washington against Napoleon Bonaparte. Fun to think about! :)
ReplyDeleteWhen you're small, it's easier to get inside that giant reach and stay there, pummeling away at the soft targets. When I was learning martial arts, my instructor used to make me fight one of the other instructors. The dude was 6 foot four and his arms and legs seemed to span from one end of the room to the other. It was very intimidating but I went up against him until I figured out how to manage it. Don't count out the small guy!
ReplyDeleteThis is the most interesting answer I've read to one of the tag questions!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great answer with plenty of rich thought behind it. Kind of appropriate for Presidents' Day, tool Love it! However, I have to admit (and I'm sorry for this) that picturing Abe and George throwing fists makes me giggle.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome, Jeff! You put a lot of time in that. Was George that short? My son who is 6/ 5 1/2" used to spar with a little gal who was about 5' 4"--she'd kick his butt. I loved it.
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