Monday, September 15, 2014

Part of the problem or part of the solution

I knew the NFL was a lost cause 10 years ago when women successfully lobbied for equal access to the men's locker room on the pretext that women reporters weren't able to get the same stories as men reporters. The men's locker room!

Now I have never been much of a fan of professional or amateur football but I do get it. The main attraction for many has been the joy of being in a room full of beer and snacks with your compatriots watching 300 pound men knock hell out of each other for fun and profit. This was simply an acceptable way to release your aggression so that when you went back to work on Monday you wouldn't choke the living shit out of that idiot supervisor of yours. You know, that whole opiate of the masses thing. I am still trying to understand why anybody gives a shit about football much less why women give a shit but here we are.

The sole redeeming quality of the NFL was that it provided a few sacred hours where men could bond with each other and, I can't stress this point enough, participate in a wholesome activity where they could get the hell away from the women folk. That's not anti women that's just the way it is. We are different creatures. Men are from Mars women are from Venus and we are supposed to do different shit. No girls allowed and your woman can't accuse you of being unfaithful. That was the deal.

Then those greedy somebitches at the NFL decided that women were an untapped market. The next thing you know everybody is taking sensitivity training and getting in touch with their feelings. I mean the whole point of the NFL is violence. As soon as little boys are old enough to put on a jock strap they are trained to aspire to this supreme level of violence. And surprise, surprise, surprise, turns out that football players can be violent.

I really don't think the value to our society of professional football players smashing into one another is worth paying them a gazillion dollars a year and I certainly don't think that the grand wizard of the NFL, who never has to get the hell knocked out of him, is worth 40 gazillion dollars a year. But they bout to take this bitch out on a humble. And I'm wondering if I should be sad or grateful.

Personally, I think women should be equal to men in every way possible. And I think we all should be held to the same standard.

Alls I know is that if any man in America had gotten liquored up and tried to attack Ray Rice in that elevator and gotten knocked the fuck out nobody would have thought twice about it. I'm just saying there is a difference between domestic violence and combat. And the whole Ray Rice episode looks like combat to me. But that doesn't seem to matter to folks who choose not to deal with facts.

I'm not saying that the elevator event was Ray Rice's finest hour or that perhaps he shouldn't have handled it differently or even that he shouldn't have to suffer the consequences of his actions. I am saying that losing a fight is not the same as domestic violence. And all you talking heads trying to build your careers on this one incident are doing way more damage than Ray Rice ever could. And now they got all these so called thought leaders co-signing this bullshit out of fear of being labeled pro domestic violence. Et tu Brute?

Well Jack what's your point. My point is this whole conversation is stupid and meaningless and I am truly tired of listening to it. Talk about the weather, talk about ebola, talk about why America needs to have a war or two every generation, talk about some real domestic violence victims, but get this stupid discussion out of my media feed.

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