Climate Change Protesters Disrupt Yale-Harvard Football Game – headline from the New York Times, November 23, 2019
SCENE: The annual Harvard-Yale game. A HARVARD running back strolls briskly towards the end zone, football in hand. A YALE defender hastens to reach him before he is able to “score a touchdown”.
HARVARD: I say, what is all that fuss over there by the 30-yard line?
YALE: Haven’t the foggiest, old boy. But from all the excitement it looks like someone broke into the biology lab again and made a great heap of ethanol punch. I say, would you mind possibly, er, picking up the pace a bit? Otherwise long tradition holds that I must overtake you and shove you rudely to the ground.
HARVARD: Hang on a mo, it looks like they’re holding up…signs! I can just make one out. Something about “Climb A Jane”…sounds intriguing, what! Oh, and fall upon me if you must. I shan’t take it personally.
YALE: No, the sign says “Climate Change”.
HARVARD: Oh not that again. How tiresome. Haven’t those drudges with overdeveloped medulla oblong-whatsits over at that trade school, you know the one…
YALE: Do you mean the Massachusetts Institute of Technology?
HARVARD: Just the ones! Haven’t they sorted it all out yet? And for heaven’s sake, make up your mind—do you intend to ‘tackle’ me or not? The end zone is nigh!
YALE: The problem is, you see, that those science johnnies have done a smashing job of explaining the facts of the matter. Now it’s up those of us in positions of real power to actually, er, get the ice cubes back in the tray before they all melt, do you see…
HARVARD: Nice metaphor, Yale!
YALE: Too kind, Harvard! What is the score, anyway?
HARVARD: I believe your boys are up by 7….
YALE: Well, I suppose it’s only fair to let you pass, then. Just allow me a tiny shove, for appearances’ sake…
HARVARD: That’s fair. Ow, that was a bit rough!
YALE: Oh, stop acting like such a Columbia Lion. Now what are we going to do about this global warming mess?
HARVARD: I’m sorry, I must have been upset by all that shouting. On Monday I’ll have my footman wire my uncle on the Supreme Court and my cousin on the board of the World Bank and have them look into it. I say Yale, would you mind getting off me?
YALE: Is that a serious question, Harvard? Just joking, old friend. Only make sure they don’t upset the old money boat. A generous trust fund is a terrible thing to waste on some perfectly survivable long-term catastrophe…
HARVARD: No worries, Yale, I’ve got your back!
YALE: And I yours!
HARVARD: And thanks for the wink-and-nod on the end-run. I won’t forget it, Yale.
YALE: Any time, Harvard!

