Orange cats tend to win. Turquoise cats are all David Caruso CSI Miami poseurs. Er, maybe I’m wrong. What with me always winning though, again and again, constantly, there’s no chance I am wrong.
What a gush of coverage. Millions of words on ESPN and the NFL Channel, not to mention all the other networks. One was offended, another was shocked to discover that offense had been taken. Hmmm. Somehow, somebody somewhere was outraged by the fact that one NFL player told another that “I want to cum in your mouth,” and we think the whole thing is about bullying. Bullying? Or racism. Racism? How about gayness? Or is it gayitude? But no. We all have to pretend it’s about something, anything, else. What a bunch of easily led sheep we are.
Time out. We all believe in gay marriage now and that if the Redskins could just change their name we’d all be fine. Right? Right.
Anybody else think this whole orgy of discussion is kind of an NFL death wish?
No? Get a room.
Can’t get Raebert interested in mammal fish. Dolphins have no boobs. He has an unusual interest in naked women. All of them. He’s not even incognito about it. He wants to see it all. Perhaps a subject for another day…
Damn. He doesn’t have to look so pleased with himself.
I really love the triangle things.
OK. He is. Pleased with himself.
But then he could take most of the NFL in a moment. Ray Lewis wouldn’t last 30 seconds. As a league, the NFL can’t go a single week anymore without humiliating itself. Rae is always Rae.
You know. Triangles.
ADDENDUM:
Had an email exchange with a friend while this post was unfolding. (How retro. I know.) But here’s some of what I said:
If I were not the old old man I am, I’d do it all differently. I wouldn’t slice myself to pieces by insisting that I had to impoverish myself for my kids’ education, as if that were some sort of divine duty. I’d put myself in a community with good Catholic schools, which are costly but not brutally extortionate. I’d involve myself intimately in their choice of college — not for name or prestige but for curriculum, something they actually like. And cost effective as possible. Not to save your Volvo but to preserve their own sense of starting without a huge debt burden
We’re in a new age. People don’t care about Yale and Harvard anymore because Yale and Harvard have become frauds. What people want are workers, people who can write and think and show up on time and not snark when the Keurig isn’t working. It used to be the case that the super successful were half Ivy types and half Southeastern Missouri Agricultural Seminary graduates. Not kidding. Smart is smart. Only difference? Ivy types keep trying to find decent opera in Iowa City. The smart ones sit in the front row in Memphis watching miracles of slide guitar. Who had the edge?
Now it’s all blown up. Are you starting to get it?
Opportunity is not lost. Truth is, opportunity is greater for those who know the competitive criteria that lead to success. Not reputation. Not a legacy of prosperity. Not glossy credentials. Just ability, smarts, ambition, determination, and a moral center.
Have I given up? No. I fight. As must all of you. Each in your own inspired individual way. What does this have to do with an NFL cat fight? Everything. All news stories are distraction or propaganda. Don’t let them soften your focus on your own line of attack. For Raebert it’s triangles. For us it should be saving our loved ones and the nation they were born into.
Slide guitar is the Nike swoosh of God.
Ry Cooder is one more redneck son of the Almighty.
Cooder’s work is indeed brilliant, especially in “Paris, Texas”, and in the much-maligned “Streets of Fire.” My favorite slide player, though, is Furry Lewis: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCqbKdnHZTs
Regarding the more general thrust of the post, though, I can only quote Henri Estienne: “If youth only knew; if age only could.” I’m barely thirty but I am already full of regrets. I shudder to think of how I’ll view the concept of regret if I’m (un)lucky enough to live another thirty years. Actually, I shudder to think of something as simple as what America will look like ten years from now.