Politics & Power Quote by Andy Rooney

Rooney’s line lands with the sly crankiness he made into a weekly art form: a complaint that’s really a confession. On the surface, it’s a jab at baseball (or whatever “national game” a country anoints to organize its weekends), but the real target is the bargain that spectator culture offers adults: let the schedule be swallowed for you. Sports aren’t merely entertainment here; they’re time-management systems, rituals that turn a free afternoon into an officially sanctioned disappearance.

The wit comes from the inversion. Games are supposed to “help” time pass in the pleasant sense, smoothing boredom. Rooney flips that into an accusation: time already rushes by, so why hire a cheerfully efficient accelerant? The joke carries a darker subtext about aging and agency. When you’re young, killing time feels like a luxury. When you’re older, killing time looks suspiciously like collaborating with the thief.

There’s also a distinctively American skepticism buried inside “national.” A nation that prides itself on productivity still builds massive temples to watching other people work (run, throw, hit, sweat). Rooney’s persona thrives in that contradiction: the citizen who doesn’t want to be drafted into mass enthusiasm. He’s not denying pleasure; he’s resisting the way communal hobbies become moral expectations, a friendly coercion that says: if everyone’s watching, you should too.

As a journalist, Rooney’s intent is less to ban sports than to puncture their innocence. The line isn’t anti-game; it’s pro-time, and quietly pro-choice.