To the diehard fan that refuses to have his sports experience impinged upon by politics even after politics just kicked down sports' door and dragged it's tiny ass feet all over the couch, this concept serves as a gift from God. Okay, it's not so much "god" as it is some 80 year old honky tonk with an unkempt beard, and it's not so much a "concept" as it is a glimpse into the life of someone who is about 15 years removed from having to know what day of the week it is. Still, as far as phony, holier-than-thou showings of strong will are concerned, I can't think of one that requires less sacrifice than boycotting professional football on days in which professional football is not being played. Sure, it's a tad disingenuous to have your cake and eat it too, all while posting about your paleo diet on every available public platform, but if you're trying to make your statement look less sanctimonious than dedicating four out of every seven days to doing so is pretty commendable. That's over half the week in which you wouldn't have to lie to yourself, and - mathematically speaking - how many people can truly say their honest with themselves over 57% of the time? To those that need everyone to know just how irrationally infuriated they are by seeing the First Amendment take aim at their inherent comfortability, I urge you to not treat this tweet as just the inevitably hilarious byproduct of the elderly and technology. Instead, treat it as a blueprint for how to watch your precious football from atop some illusionary moral high ground that allows you to look past the fact that most of people playing it experience a version of America that isn't just Stars & Stripes.
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