Monday, May 5, 2025

The NFL is a Drug Dealer

There is no one more saturation bombed with temptation than the contemporary professional football player. Over and above what the average American suffers through on a daily basis which currently is the most in human history.

I will try not to rake mucks. Football should be light-hearted. Don't want to bury heads in the sand. Ignore warning signs. But also trying to avoid being fodder for doomscrolling.

It is hard to take seriously talk of character by NFL people, teams, and announcers. The NFL sells drugs in its ads. Sells what is basically porn in its halftime shows. Then institutes a drug policy it does not itself adhere to.

During game broadcasts, The League visits the brewery every 30 seconds. Porn analogs sell chips and wine. Visual methamphetamine.

Correct me if I'm wrong. NFL teams don't have on site addiction treatment facilities. They may have team shrinks. Not nearly enough. A meth head destroys shrinks in the first session.

Counter-transference is a bitch.

Kind of why I get queezy when we fans describe a player as Elite. Hypothetically, when I sell Crystal Meth it is elitism I am selling. 

Hey, you want to be Superman bro? You want some super powers? I got the stuff for you. You feel like a God on Earth. You get so many QB sacks and so many greenbacks, bro, I set you up for life. I set your family up for life. And hey. Here for you Bro. For life Bro. Investment opportunity.

It's all about you, Bro!

Yeah, I think the people opposed to the new Stadium should hit up the Team for funds for rehab in the City. If we're pretending bringing the Skins back to D.C. has any social utility at all. The NFL is a virus. Both its good and its evil go viral. Network. The same Groos who sell the shit have Minions on city streets.

So what right? People have an absolute right to destroy themselves. I would argue they don't have an absolute right to destroy other people. But that works only if you believe in the fantasy of character. That someone somewhere actually has it. I've been too persuaded by John Calvin's notion of Total Depravity, of which he himself was an Exemplar. 

Humans are so totally depraved they have no character. 

To the extent that it is an outrage to expect it of them. 

Character some say occurs nowhere in Nature but human moral fantasy. Altruism however does rear its ugly head from time to time in the Animal Kingdom, as St. Francis discovered.

As regards homelessness, the twin sister of addiction, Charlottesville, my hometown, has a serious homeless problem. Property taxes has something to do with it. Black people who have lived for decades in the Gordon Avenue area are being taxed out of house and home. 

Like D.C., C'Ville is a town beholden to a sports entertainment franchise, the UVA Basketball Team, in genuflection to which the town opted to construct brand new hotels in order to secure a cut of the take from March Madness. Did we make March Madness this year Cavalier Nation?

And I assume the notion of affordable housing in D.C. is as deluded as here in Charlottesville. Democratic leadership in the town boast they built affordable housing by the train tracks.

They are multimillion-dollar units. 

Ironically, ruled by Democrats, Charlottesville is Trump's Wet Dream.

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