Possessed? Or the devil?
By Greg Downs
Guest blogger
Most people misunderstand Kentuckians’ particular feelings for Rick Pitino. But then people misunderstand most things, especially the important ones. If you don’t get a couple of old chestnuts—love and greed—you will never really get the way Kentuckians feel about Rick Pitino.
The particular hate that Kentuckians feel for Rick Pitino is not a hate at all but one of the less happy variants of love, a variant so vital to the word’s meaning that to excise it would be to leave love in the corner, weeping into its sentimental sleeve. But love is anxious; love is unkind. Love envies, love boasts, love records wrongs on the heart’s stone tablets. Love delights in evil. And, mostly, love—like King James’s charity—“suffereth long.” What does not last is not love. What lasts is, in the end, a kind of love, even if we would prefer not to sully our sweet hearts by thinking so.
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