Showing posts with label Ozzie Guillen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ozzie Guillen. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2011

Quote of the Day (Ozzie Guillen, Telling Sean Penn Where to Audition for Secretary of State)

"Sean penn if you love venezuela please move to venezuela for a year. But rent a house in guarenas or guatire to see how long you last clown.”—Chicago White Sox manager Ozzie Guillen, suggesting continued irritation with the bromance between two-time Oscar winner and three-term-going-onto-life President of Venezuela, Hugo Chavez, in his June 8, 2011 tweet.

Several years ago, congratulating a novelist friend on his latest work, I asked who he could imagine playing his hero. “Sean Penn,” he replied--echoing the exact same thought I had.

Twenty years from now, when he is retired from film or edging closer to it, Penn will receive a lifetime achievement award from Hollywood, and he will be one of its most richly deserving recipients. But his political judgments are a thousand times less sure-footed than his creative ones.

Penn resembles nobody so much as Ira Ringold, the “Communist” in Philip Roth’s novel I Married a Communist. Roth sympathetically depicts Ringold's plight as a blacklist victim, but he is also too penetrating and honest a novelist not also to show the character's hopeless naivete--and willingness to perform hair-trigger ideological turns--in his allegiance to a foreign figure whose faults he ignores. Unfortunately, Penn reveals a similar ideological blindness.


The actor seems to operate under the motto, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” His principal “enemy,” George W. Bush, is now retired, but he continues to cherish an abiding affection for those who gave the symbolic finger to the former President. Men like Hugo Chavez.

Ozzie Guillen has taken all that he can of this. He had already taken issue with Penn for saying the American media falsely perpetuate the image of Venezuela as a dictatorship. Now, the White Sox manager has become so apoplectic by Penn’s more recent assertion in The Huffington Post that this reputation constitutes "defamation, not only to President Chavez, but also to the majority of Venezuelan people“ that he has become virtually incoherent, as shown in his recent tweet.

But then again, he is merely mirroring a similar state in Penn. Okay, so you have well-justified suspicions that the American media are so lazy that they like to peddle stereotypes. But do you then claim, as Penn has done, that “one goes to prison for these kinds of lies”? Only if you live in Venezuela, where freedom of the press is increasingly being abridged, rather than in the U.S., still under the protection of the First Amendment.

If you're Penn, you don’t even have to accept the say-so of media that you seem to think, against all evidence, swallowed whole the assertions of Bush (with whom they had little sympathy) about Chavez’s electoral bad faith. In fact, you could have looked to an entirely nonpartisan international source, Amnesty International, which in a report last year charged that Chavez and his minions “have established a pattern of clamping down on dissent through the use of legislative and administrative methods to silence and harass critics. Laws are being used to justify what essentially seems to be politically motivated charges, which would indicate that the Venezuelan government is deliberately targeting opponents."

In her post on the dispute, Caitlin Dickson, a blogger for The Atlantic, refers to Guillen as “infamously hot-tempered.” You’ll find no argument from this quarter--nor, indeed, from virtually any baseball fan (nor, I daresay, Guillen himself)--about that.

However, Dickson seems to have forgotten Penn’s own well-earned reputation for volatility. Paparazzi who’ve tangled with him have not, however.

Penn’s Hollywood colleague, actress-singer Maria Conchita Alonso, has, unlike Guillen, answered the actor point by point. After reading the actor's claim to talk-show host Bill Maher that Venezuela’s elections in the Chavez era were “transparent,” she wrote an open letter to Penn demonstrating why this was not so. Moreover, for the benefit of the American media-loathing actor, she explained why the situation was far worse in Venezuela, where Chavez controls more than 90% of media outlets.

A native of Cuba who lived for a long time in Venezuela, Alonso demonstrated the kind of historical perspective and direct experience that eluded Penn. She knows firsthand how Hollywood romanticized Fidel Castro in his first couple of decades in power (until, perhaps, his gay-bashing became infamous in Tinseltown), and sees incipient signs of the same syndrome now in a respected actor who overlooks the many faults of a caudillo who wants to become Castro’s successor as the man who defies the norteamericanos.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Quote of the Day (Ozzie Guillen, on Derek Jeter)


“He’s God. He’s God all the time. It’s fun to watch him play the game. He’s the No. 1 ambassador in this game.”—Chicago White Sox manager Ozzie Guillen on Derek Jeter, quoted in Pete Caldera, “Key Hits? Leave It to Jeter,” The Bergen Record, May 1, 2010

Cast your mind back, oh, anywhere from the last four to seven years. Think of the major-league shortstops compared back then (often to his detriment) with the New York Yankees’ Derek Jeter: Nomar Garciaparra. Miguel Tejada. Alex Rodriguez. What’s happened to them since?

Let’s see: The first never really had as fine a season after he was traded from the Red Sox in the year they finally won the World Series; the second admitted to purchasing human growth hormone; the third finally owned up to using performance-enhancing drugs—and is still reluctant to comment outside of a grand jury room about whether, since that time, someone else under investigation helped him to continue that use.

Of these, Jeter alone endures, still producing, still winning, untouched by scandal.

I’m not saying he’s perfect, mind you. He may well be, as my college friend Steve insists (likening him, in this manner, to George Stephanopoulos), “quietly cocky.” But Joe DiMaggio, we now know, was far worse, and that doesn’t dilute one iota from his on-field greatness.

And so it is with Jeter. (And let’s face it, faithful reader: You’d be a good deal more than “quietly cocky” if you not only played for the greatest franchise in baseball history but had your pick of starlets).

So what if, as The New Yorker’s Roger Angell observes, he has “never heard him say an interesting word”? Jeter’s taken to heart Crash Davis’ advice in Bull Durham about the value of clichés in dealing with the media (“You're gonna have to learn your clichés. You're gonna have to study them, you're gonna have to know them. They're your friends.”)

The Yankees’ all-time hits leader is not only content to let his performance on the field speak for him, but to let teammates, past and present--as well as awestruck opponents such as Guillen--to do the same.

I’m sure Jeter had a good chuckle when he heard Guillen’s “God all the time” quote. “Lord of the Rings" is a somewhat less lofty, but far more accurate designation. But I think the Yankee shortstop for the last 15 years is content with another nickname: Captain.