Thursday, August 23, 2007

What do you expect?. (or Neon Deion, Freon Peyon)

All excerpts are taken from an editorial written by Deion Sanders.

Sanders, "What a dog means to Vick might be a lot different than what he means to you or I. Hold on, don’t start shaking your head just yet. Listen to me."

I can't listen to you, I'm reading words you wrote. You mean to say, "read on". You moron.

Sanders, "You can still choose to condemn him, but I’m trying to take you inside his mind so you can understand where he might be coming from."

Been inside his mind, have you? Placed any bets on the sick blood sport while you were in there?

Sanders "I have three highly-trained protection German shepherds, just in case someone wants to rob my family. Believe me, you don’t want to deal with them. With one German command, our dog Yascho turns into Cujo. And for the record, I live around the corner from the police station, so it won’t take them long to show up and save you from the dogs."

What's your "German command" Sieg Heil!, perhaps? You piece of shit. With your nazi command your dog is a gun too huh? You fuck.

Sanders "The allure is the intensity and the challenge of a dog fighting to the death. It’s like ultimate fighting, but the dog doesn’t tap out when he knows he can’t win. It reminds me of when I wore a lot of jewelry back in the day because I always wanted to have the biggest chain or the biggest, baddest car. It gives you status."

I'm not speechless often, but I have no response to that one.

Sanders, "Can I pause for a moment to ask you a question?"

You can do whatever you want, it's your article. You idiot. After you wrote that idiotic line, did you sit in front of your computer waiting for an answer?

Sanders ":We’re attacking this dogfighting ring the same way a teenager attacks his MySpace page after school (by the way parents, make sure you monitor your kids)."

Teenagers have pit bulls attacking their computers!!!???!!! WTF? "by the way parents, make sure you monitor your kids" Was that some half assed public service announcement? Was that pseudo wisdom, or are you really dumber than you look?

Sanders "The reason this is turning into a three-ring circus is that baseball is boring, basketball is months away, football is around the corner and we in the media don’t have a thing interesting to write about."

Right. The attention given has nothing to do with the sadistic nature of his actions. It's all baseball's fault. Blame the NBA while you're at it for not scheduling the games around Vick's dog fights.

Sanders, "How will this end up? I have no idea. All I know is Falcons fans better pray because Vick’s backup is Joey Harrington. Enough said."

So I guess in his eyes justice is irrelevant. What's paramount is the football team's success. I'll remember that.

Input from the peanut gallery. (or, how to think like an idiot without even thinking.)

Atlanta NAACP Chapter President R.L. White, "I don't support dog fighting and I consider it as bad as hunting."

Really White? They're pretty much the same thing then? So would you rather we hunt you down, or have you climb in a pit and fight a dog? We can bet on either one so it doesn't matter to us.

Says Mr. White . . . "We further ask the NFL, Falcons, and the sponsors not to permanently ban Mr. Vick from his ability to bring hours of enjoyment to fans all over this country."

White, by "fans" do you mean fans of his dog fights? Do they really last hours? If you find him so bloody entertaining, why don't you set up a fighting pit in your living room, invite the monster and his "athletes" over to entertain your empty little head off?

White said. "Michael Vick has received more negative press than if he had killed a human being."

Hey! he didn't kill anyone! Hooray!!! R.L White disregards animal pain and suffering and how Vick's despicable acts degrade us all and it sickens me. R.L. White should be reincarnated as a marinated mailman who must deliver to a junkyard. I'm sure the dogs there will all be Michael Vick fans.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

bettin' on the . . .

14 hours then 18 years.

Once I got in line and waited 14 hours to get tickets to see the Rolling Stones in Phiidelphia. We were sure this was their last show as did everyone else so the atmosphere outside the "Globe" store was electric. The year was 1989. Yeah, I feel silly now.