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Irony is the new cool, ennui the new black.
Excuse me,Mr. Media and Bush administration, but your incestuous relationship is showing. After not giving Stephen Colbert any coverage Sunday or Monday, and then being called out about it, the media is now saying, "It didn’t get any coverage because it wasn’t funny." Yeah, I bet it wasn’t funny that he broke up the right-wing, self-congratulatory circle jerk. Honestly, don’t be ridiculous, Colbert leveled President Bush with an overwhelming combination of wit and truth, and it was hilarious. Both Bush and the media could use some truth in their lives, the way I see things.
Although I’m a Chicago Bulls fan, I couldn’t bring myself to cheer some of the offensive fouls called against Shaquille O’Neal. Now, in the early going of the Heat’s second round series with the New Jersey Nets, the refs have saddled Shaq with two questionable offensive fouls. Questionable my ass. The first encroached on questionable, the second clearly bullshit. And I mean bullshit in the way Harry Frankfurt means it, "No concern for reality."
It’s curious, really. This is one of the NBA’s biggest stars–literally and figuratively–and the refs are officiating him and the Heat out of the playoffs. Positively ridiculous. When will the refs come to understand that no one comes to watch them officiate? More importantly, when will the league office have a conversation with the officials and explain to them what is considered a foul?
A raucous, eclectic gathering of good people. Matt and Erick hosted what’s to become an annual event: The Cinco/Seis de Mayo party. Replete with a margarita and bushwacker (everclear, hold the tequila) machine, pinatas gravid with an assortment of candies–some more symbolic than others–sombreros, a wide arrary of food; including homemade enchiladas, and one guy who, truly, redefined the term "booty call." All the ingredients needed to evoke "You shoulda been there." Would anyone care for a Butterfinger?
While the piece showing Bush and Steve Bridges was repeated into the realm of trite, this never aired on the major networks. It appears this dinner was rendered down to a PR piece for a failed president. Go figure.
Wow. And it’s about time. These two thoughts, if you can call them that, leapt to mind when Raja Bell reacquainted us all with the truth about Kobe Bryant this morning.Calling him an arrogant, pompous individual who gets away with too much and expects to get away with it. Outstanding. Then, when asked about Kobe’s "octagon comment," Bell said, "We don’t need an octagon, we have all the space we need out here. So he’s talking all that shit, but whatever. He didn’t get in my face like he did a few of my other teammates." Right on, Raja. That was long overdue.
Of course, on ESPN 2 there was Kenny Smith and Mike Golic excoriating and mocking Raja for his comments and generally having a Kobe circle jerk. But, even that couldn’t abate the feeling of satisfaction that Bell’s comments invoked. Finally, finally, finally.
Now having said all of that, Bell is suspended and deservedly so. You just can’t go around clothes lining people.Hell, they outlawed it in football. So one might be able to guess its level of acceptance in basketball. Nonetheless, it’s only an infinitesimal fraction of what Kobe deserved, and I can only hope someone else visits more pain upon Kobe’s person.
The entry was actually titled: 10Things That Piss Me Off, but big bro won’t allow me to put that in the title. Frightening. Anyway, here is the list in no particular order.
10. People who wear t-shirts with the names of bands that you know they don’t listen to. That is an unprecedented level of desperation.
9. Paid Programming. It’s a half-hour long lie.
8. The fact that concepts like protest and patriotism are now the backdrop for commercials and the framework for political speeches.
7. Corporate sponsorship. The minute I walk outside and there is a Pepsi logo on the moon, someone’s catching a beat down. It could happen, you know.
6. MTV. More specifically, My Super Sweet 16. If I found the sack to behave like these little bastards, mom and dad would have raced to see who gets to kill me. But beyond that, in general, that network encourages self-loathing.
5. Reality TV. Oh, I’m sorry, reality-based TV. Whatever. Just shows that the American public is missing one teeny tiny thing. A life.
4. The ongoing and continuous vilification of Barry Bonds. The worst thing this man did, if he did it, was to take steroids. Kobe Bryant ass-raped a woman and no one seems to care a whole lot. That’s an unsettling message. By the way, big ups to Raja Bell. I don’t wear jerseys, but I just might pick up a Phoenix #19 one.
3. The Duke LAX scandal (if you know me, you knew this was going to make the list). Destroying the lives of others for political gain is, well, jacked up. And the media is playing the role of enabler and facilitator. Just as jacked up. Don’t get me wrong, if these guys did it, they deserve whatever happens to them, but let’s allow the courts to do their jobs without the impediment otherwise known as the media.
2. Stephen A Smith. Why is he always screaming?!
1. Vegetarians. Not so much that they don’t eat meat. What do I care what you eat or don’t eat? But because the air of moral superiority is their constant and loyal companion. Seriously, shut the hell up and pass the steak sauce.
Rupert Murdoch bought myspace.com. What is that all about?!
The fact that I had to change the title of this entry to get it posted pisses me right the fuck off.
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