I’m reblogging this older post out of protest; out of contempt. I’m reblogging because professional football bores the hell out of me. I’m reblogging because about everyone I know is watching the Seattle Seahawks play whoever it is that they’re playing tonight, instead of talking about—or at least thinking about something important—something that really matters…
For the past few posts it seems I’ve set out to slay the sacred cows (so to speak) of American culture (and/or counter-culture). First I challenged the cow-haters—those radical anarchists who seek to extract revenge for environmental abuses by attacking the most nonthreatening (and least intentionally culpable) of all the culprits—the cows themselves. Next, I set out to re-revise revisionist history by reminding readers that all people are relative newcomers to this hemisphere and, by their very membership in the human race, destructive by nature.
Now, just to show I’m not in this for any kind of popularity or personal gain, I’m going to end this trilogy by going after two established pillars of standard American society: hot dogs and professional sports. When I say “hot dogs,” I mean the “all-meat” kind, as opposed to the “fake” ones made out of soy or seitan or some other benign, cruelty-free…
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Exposing the Big Game 
Glad you posted this. Everyone seemed to have been dressed up like idiots in Seahawks gear–from the grocery stores to the hospital staff this past week. It’s a lonely life out here if one finds the main topic pretty meaningless. So back to my daughter’s homemade apple pie which is EXTREMELY meaningful. : )
Jim,
Television in general bores the hell out of me. Although, I’m right along side you in that I too hate organized sports — hate it! And that goes for the Olympics too.
I observe people around me, moving through life blithely unaware of the world around them, and the impact they are having on the planet and the animals who are suffering.
Sad.
I’m with you on that. I never hooked up the satellite dish here and don’t get TV reception. Escapism is one thing, but TV is one of the things to escape from.
So true! Although, don’t get me wrong, I do stream via Netflix via my BlueRay to my TV but at least I get to choose what I want to watch and if there is nothing of interest, I turn off the BluRay — it’s that simple.