My first thought upon seeing this was that the people that are running the show at this particular DMV are the worst of the worst, and - for that reason alone - I actually respect them leaning into their irredeemable reputation with a move that's as on-brand as it is off-color to the Cavaliers' faithful. Make no mistake, pandering to the scorned sports' fans of a city is liable to bring the absolute worst out of them, and to that I say...when in Rome. The sight of LeBron in Lakers colors might fittingly leave it's target audience with the type of horrified expression you'd expect of someone that unexpectedly walked in on a recent ex sleeping with the hot moron up the street while collecting his/her belongings. Therefore, it remains to be seen how effective it will be in resulting in an emotionally void appearance that would make Kawhi Leonard proud (if he were physically capable of such a feeling). However, what it will undoubtedly be effective in is getting Cleveland's most impassioned diehards to hate their lives just a little more than usually, which I imagine is at least 40% of why the DMV is the joy-draining black hole of despair that it is in the first place. Might as well get all of your frustrations out of your system while undergoing the most depressing, dehumanizing experience know to man, woman, or poorly-parented child. Hell, I say they go all-in and slap a Hue Jackson FatHead on the wall so that the long, long overdue walk to the car feels even more like escaping hell on Earth.
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