Cop-out: (n) act or instance of copping out; reneging; evasion
I would like you to join me today in the world of make-believe. It is a place where balloons never lose their air, marshmallows always toast brown instead of black and gumdrops won’t stick together.
It shouldn’t be a realm of make-believe, but because we live in a time when political speak, campaign language and Washingtonian wording has gained predominance, the common man, woman and child have begun to believe they can talk themselves out of anything.
Our new heroes are those we say we despise—because politicians and lawyers always register near the bottom on the list of favored occupations.
Yet when confronted with the simple question, “Did you do this?” almost every American citizen, and dare I say, perhaps worldwide, begins to launch into a story, as if taken over by the spirit of Stephen King.
There was a time when we used to believe that elaborating on our failures to try to make them look better was a cop-out.
We hated cop-outs.
We despised excuses for foolish mistakes.
Now we anticipate it. When someone is asked, “Did you eat the last Oreo?” we brace ourselves to hear a three-part series, with a potential sequel to follow half-an-hour later.
It has become acceptable to offer the cop-out, even though we continue to roll our eyes and absolutely reject anyone who does it.
The answer to the question is, “Yes, I ate the last Oreo.” Or, “No, I didn’t.”
None of us need to know the story line of the Oreo, how much it means to you to eat one, or how you are innocent because you were unaware that it was the last one available.
In my opinion, coping out should be so illegal that you should be able to call a cop when you hear it.