I really, deeply, and truly hate to say this, but I think I feel bad for David Booth. Never mind the fact that, like many people at either extreme of the political spectrum, his general point of view on just about everything has been poisoned by the President and thus resulted in him looking dangerously moronic in a public forum. For I am much more concerned with how miserable an existence it must be to actively put yourself in the Nike's of the type of jive Jihadist that watches Jordan commercials to inspire himself to just Jumpman when hanging out the door of a plane with a bomb strapped to his chest. I mean, we're talking about a guy that used to play the highest level of puck for a living, and now he spends more time thinking like a terrorist than actual terrorists. Sheesh, I hope he knows Red Bull doesn't actually give people wings, or we might see him on the 5 o'clock news tackling brown people whose biggest crime was being energy depleted. I would suggest therapy as a solution, but ISIS only knows how a psychologist's motivational motto might get misinterpreted when David Booth puts on his thinking Turban and takes it laughably literally. Now, I do find it suspicious that he never seemed to have taken umbrage with the insanely large logical fallacy of 'Just Do It' before it was superimposed on the face of Colin Kaepernick. That's definitely a bit weird, but still somehow less worrisome than him being more cynical than a suicide bomber when referencing slogans aimed at selling sneakers (that don't actually help you to fly) in the most irrelevant context possible. Oh well, I think we just need to play this safe and keep him away from all forms of mindless propaganda, as clearly there is nothing that gets him more rattled than vague rallying cries that could be used as the impetus for unnecessary violence when digested by the dumbest of the dumb...
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