Friday, September 18, 2009

I don't understand

I don't understand all this anger and meanness and vitriol spewing forth around here. You got Deep South Congressman Addison Gates "Joe" Wilson shouting out at the man who was elected president, which means that more people voted for him than voted for his opponent. You got Kanye West being the total antithesis of a gentleman. You got Serena Williams threatening anatomical impossibilities at a tennis line judge, and then Roger Federer curses at the chair judge during the same tournament.

Incidentally, I'm going to ask one more time: why is it that a baseball player stands there with a wooden bat, 60'6" from a guy who will throw the ball in his direction at speeds approaching 100 mph, and the crowd is screaming and the other players are screaming and the flashbulbs are flashing and so is Lance Rentzel and the cameras are recording everything and no one says hey, everyone be quiet?


But oh! Golf! Tennis! Don't dare cough! or sneeze! or even think about cheering on your favorite or boohissing your unfavorite! And golf- the ball's not even MOVING! Nothing's gonna happen til the golfer sashays up to the ball with all his advertisements on and hits it. THEN and ONLY THEN, you may elect to breathe.


And now Michael Jordan, favorite of so many, is elected to the Basketball Hall of Fame. He invites the guy who made the team over him when Jordan was a sophomore to the induction, just so he could point out that the wrong guy made the team. So mean, so petty, to fly the guy to Massachusetts to pay him back after all these years for someone else's - the coach's - decision. They cut Jordan, kept this senior, Leroy Smith, and dozens of years later, Jordan can't let go of his anger.
“I wanted to make sure you understood: You made a mistake, dude.”

Michael Jordan, you are a billionaire. Go be happy with your money and stop being mean to people. Roger Federer, stop throwing f-bombs at some guy making one percent of your salary. He does his job; you do yours.

Everybody knock it off, chill, whatever the current expression is, and maybe we'll be happier soon. I just don't see the need for all this rage.

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