Eighteen years ago, "midnight basketball" was the big har-har-har on the conservative talk circuit. It was a federal program that sought to coax young men off the late-night mean city streets and onto supervised basketball courts.
This $40 million item was a speck in a $33 billion crime bill. (For further contrast, advertisers last year spent $614 million on the March Madness college basketball tournament.) But you wouldn't have fathomed the smallness of the six-year program from the relentless lampooning and slamming it took at Republican hands.
Texas Rep. Lamar Smith quipped that it worked on "the theory that the person who stole your car, robbed your house and assaulted your family was no more than a disgruntled artist or would-be NBA star." In his 1996 campaign for president, Republican Kansas Sen. Bob Dole called midnight basketball "a subtle and sickening appeal to racism."
The big irony here is that midnight basketball started off as one of Republican President George H.W. Bush's "thousand points of light." In 1989, Housing and Urban Development Secretary Jack Kemp worked with the Chicago Housing Authority to get it off the ground.
University of Minnesota sociologist Douglas Hartmann compacts the political timeline as follows: "Republicans actually started the program, Bill Clinton in his classic fashion claimed it, then Republicans turned on the program."
Midnight Basketball may have been chiefly aimed at young urban blacks, but the concept of organized basketball as a diverter from crime has applied equally well to white suburban kids. One such beneficiary was a troubled boy from eastern Massachusetts, who grew up to be Republican Sen. Scott Brown.
In his autobiography, "Against All Odds: My Life of Hardship, Fast Breaks, and Second Chances," Brown talks of a childhood made miserable by poverty and his mother's parade of abusive men. Boiling with anger, Brown tumbled into a series of failures, culminating in an arrest for shoplifting. Then came basketball.
From junior high through college, basketball gave Brown a healthy way to blow off steam. It put him in contact with coaches who became the guiding fathers he lacked at home.
His high school coach, Ellis Lane, had him baby-sit for his kids once or twice a week. This gave Brown some food to eat, money for dates and exposure to normal family life. Importantly, it offered an escape from his latest violent alcoholic stepfather.
When it came time to choose a college, Lane steered him to Tufts, largely because of the coach there. John White had suffered many of the same childhood deprivations as Brown and found his salvation in basketball. He would be an ideal mentor.
According to Brown, he did well in college basketball but was clearly not headed for the professional game. So it was off to law school.
March Madness has become a cherished national institution, bathed in lore about brackets and seedings. And it's rolling in money. But a small federal program to use basketball leagues as alternatives to the thug- and drug-infested streets was treated as some ludicrous trinket of the welfare society. It's now funded mainly on the local level.
"We don't mind spending the money on March Madness, and yet we're extremely stressed about putting little bits of money into programs for kids on the street," Hartmann concluded. "Talk about madness."
Contact Harrop, a syndicated columnist, at firstname.lastname@example.org.