While home fishing in Georgia during a summer when his popularity was at low
tide, President Jimmy Carter's small boat was "attacked" by a mysterious
swimming rabbit, which the president warded off with a paddle. Once leaked into
print by Brooks Jackson of the Associated Press, the bizarre story captured the
press's and the public's imagination, becoming a metaphor for Carter's hapless,
enfeebled presidency. The incident encouraged Massachusetts Sen. Edward M.
Kennedy's primary challenge to Carter's renomination, and it became a symbolic
preamble to Carter's landslide loss in November 1980.
With nuclear war with the Ruskies on the line, stagflation choking the American
economy, and the Islamic revolution in Iran (oil embargo, hostages), president Carter
had defeated a bunny. This anecdote alone should serve as a reminder that nice guys
should never be Commander in Chief. For that matter they shouldn't be your stock broker,
your lawyer,or your mountain climbing instructor. Nice people avoid conflict when it is
the best resolution to a problem, even when it is the only way out of a problem. Nice
people don't like to correct others or to argue, even if they believe passionately in
their argument. Nice people are not always nice: How often have you heard that ominous
preface "he's a nice guy, but... "?
Why president Carter thought he was under seige from a paddling rodent is unknown. Perhaps,
holding the highest office in the land during times Confucius would call interesting, required a physical
release of all that psychic pressure, compunded by the burden of always having to appear "nice."
As the USS Jimmy Carter finishes sea trials and enters into comissioned service in
defense of the United States, pray those giving the orders are those detail
oriented, compulsive, gruff, workaholic jerks; men and women with no fear of doling
out tough news, or amphibious rabbits.