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Wednesday, December 03, 2014

Defending The NFL



WHOLE WORLD WAITS II

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Defending The NFL :

It was my first professional game.  I was in the half-time show.  Diane Feinstein was there, just sworn-in as the new Mayor, because the previous mayor, and City Supervisor Harvey Milk, had just been murdered.

It was the Raiders v Cowboys.  I was fifteen years old.  My grandparents lived in San Jose, the game held in Oakland, the new mayor from San Francisco read some words.  A Protestant minister read a prayer.  We played Fiddler On The Roof at half-time, and had spent months in intensive practice.  There were no rehearsals.  Just 'game day.'  Real, live performance, for both athletes and musicians.

What I learned then, as I know now, is that pro-football players are the strongest men on Earth.  These men could break me in half with one hand.  And they know it.  And they don't have to prove anything to anybody, thusly are the most tempered, well-mannered, easiest-going of all men.  I trust them.  And even though I am an 'alien' by comparison, they have never proved to be anything other than kind and compassionate, kinder and gentler, even while being repulsed by everything about me.  See, I make their skin crawl, yet they have proved tolerance to me, of me, for me.

The lingo is repulsive, oftentimes.  But that is mutual.  The 'soundbites' are regurgitated in both directions.  The social-brainwashing a mirror-reflection of celebrated diversity.  I am fond of that, and so are they, and no group of men has ever proved that moreso than pro-sportsmen.  I am proud of them.

That said, I am not a 'big fan' of pro-sports.  I see a bunch of millionaires with attitudes.  Why?  Why the attitude?  Because of professional unionized 'credentials,' 'donating' back to a particular political-entity of the Legislative Branch for perks, benefits, raises, 'marble-palace' and 'world-class' accomodations, at taxpayer expense.  Tickets cost so much now, fewer and fewer can participate in the excitement of "show-time," the energy of the crowds, the half-time shows, the concessionary food-stuffs, memorabilia, travel, lodging and everything else that goes along with tax-payer subsidized sports arenas and professional 'games.'

Now, not only is the 'staff' a pro-union with their own agenda, sucking the life-blood out of Common Man's economy one Drac (drop) at a time, but even the half-time shows are about maximizing 'phaaat-bottom(s)' -- lines, that is, bottom-lines, instead of excercising any form of moderation or RESTRAINT.

At 15, on my way to Oakland to see the Raiders v Cowboys, Dan White showed ZERO RESTRAINT and murdered the mayor of San Francisco and City Supervisor Harvey Milk.  Ever since, both our demographics, these powerful men, the world's strongest men, and 'me and mine,' have been targets of professional-unions, chanting, "new, improved, simpler, easier, better, brighter, whiter, greener, less-complicated, less-expensive," and nothing of the sort has ever occurred.  EVER.  Everything is more complicated and more expensive than ever before, both our demographics turned into human experiments for a few to nitpick, ridicule, scorn, confuse, and profit from atop the rubble, misery and grief.

RICE

Mr. Rice, you could have popped her head like a grape.  I know that.  You proved RESTRAINT in a day-n-age of non-restraint and 'maximizing 'phaaat-bottom' returns with 'max-fire-power.'  You did nothing of the kind.  And your domestic squabbles have nothing to do with your career.  The double-standards of assuming worst-case-scenarios, ad hominem style, assumption of guilt until concocted guiltier, then enacting punishments before and without judge, trial or jury, before ever being convicted of anything at all, has nothing to do with " ... justice for all."  Furthermore, if you are not working, how are you supposed to pay a fine or restitution?  Only Blacks and Gays and Jews are treated that way.  Enough is enough and then some!

I forgive you.  I trust you will work-it-out with the woman in the video tape.  If you had no inclination to do so, you would have squished her head like a grape, and 'maximized firepower' right then, right there.  The fact you did not, proves RESTRAINT in an extreme moment of weakness.  I am proud of you for it, not for injuring her, but for proving restraint when social-brainwashing teaches us all to 'maximizing' everything to the extreme, subtly, then war against extremism overtly.  The double-standards are killing us, and odd-behaviors is the SYMPTOM of social ailments, not you, not yours, not Blacks, not Gays, not Jews, and certainly NOT MEN (or we'd have teamed-up in a non-denom 'ISIS' all our own long ago.)  NEVER FORGET.  And never forget that there is another agenda working against you, agitating, provoking, antagonizing YOU and YOURS for profit.  Go in peace, sir.  Shalom.

 -- personal note to "Mrs. Rice" :  if you love him, don't let them USE you to ruin his career.  If it's best for you and him, live apart.  You are a strong person just for being in the 'club' of those that are personally-involved with professional athletes, all that you must endure, the go-here, go-there, the constant worry ... the stress and more and more stress, the enticements, and the bombardment of those that just use you to float their names OnHigh in Pillars of Cloud, the 'wanna-bes', etc.  I am sorry you were injured.  I am sorry that social-ailments have worked against you and your significant-other.  You are a victim of that, not a man, and not of love.  Strive to overcome the symptoms of the stress, together.  I always say, focus on the JOY of your lost love (or relationship if/when in turmoil), remember the JOYous times and how uplifting it is, lest you embitter enemies by projecting hatreds, thusly becoming the thAng nobody loves.  Hugs.  My spirit be with you.  And kind regards, always.

CORPORAL PUNISHMENT:

Forgive me, sir, I can't recall your name as I quickly type my thoughts.  I'm referring to the man that is suspended from work, accused of corporal-punishment.  Did he die?  Were his guts spilled-out on the ground?  Did his blood soak through?  When White Establishment proves "PERFECT PARENTING", there is no such thing.  And considering all the social-ailments, how do they even dare take-up issue with ANY parent? You are a new dad, and will learn how to be a better one by your mistakes.  So, I forgive you.  And thank you for proving RESTRAINT (or the kid would be dead, obviously).

Mr. Vick, you and yours (see above) is being treated like dogs and gambled against;  your behaviors a reflection of that.  I forgive.  Again, the fact that you were punished BEFORE being convicted, then punished again, is no different than if I were to punish women who receive traffic tickets by suspending their employment so they'd have no income to pay fees, let alone buy gas to go to court.  No employer/employment relationship in the world works that way, where an accussation gets you fired, and then you are just expected to "magically produce" an income to pay fees/fines/restitution(s).  It's outrageous.  I thank you, sir.  I thank you for displaying an 'odd-behavior' which proves there is a serious social-ailment that scapegoats the afflicted as a diversion from their own scurrilous deceit and treachery.

My own demographic is assymetrically-waged-war-against, as well, and the odd-behaviors, the cultural erasure, the heritage misalignment, the re-branding of who/what/where/when/why/how we are as people, --- those social-ailments produce odd-behaviors in the people within the demographic -- is being erased and replaced, re-branded.  You are being erased/replaced/re-branded as, "mean, stupid, unintelligent, hostile, angry, schizo, psycho, maligned, possessed, etc., etc., etc., just as I am, just as we are.  We (you/yours and me/mine) do indeed have commonalities.  DID YOU KNOW THAT?

COMMISSIONERS AND COACHES:

"HANDS-UP, DON'T-SHOOT!" -- did you notice the scuttle-butt?  The manufactured antagonism?  The provocative insinuations?  The foaming-at-the-mouth hatreds?  Against free-expression?  Against free-speech?  Against innovative passive-resistance?  "goose-step in lock-step or get fired!" is the messaging.  Thank you for not playing-in to it.

Apologize not.  Ever.  Did you notice it's any excuse, any gesture, any look, any word or words from Black men, used to target all Blacks?  I DO.  Thank you for not playing-in to it.  Thank you.  Let the gesture continue, and innovate more, just a few seconds of free-expression preserved, honored, and celebrated in a land of fake 'free-speech,' and fake 'free-expression,' and fake 'freedom of the press,' where it's hated, not loved.  LET THEM PROVE IT and I thank you for it. By why in g*d's name would you fire/suspend, deprive income -- punish -- someone, anyone, for things 'off field' or 'off court'?  It's double jeopardy.  A "new and improved" version of barbaric "debtors' prison."  It's the opposite of equality and justice for all.  Be healed of it.  Amen.

PAIN MEDICANTS :

The bigger you are, the harder you fall.  There was a college game on TV last weekend, and a man, six-foot, eight-inches tall and 280lbs, landed on top of a quarterback.  I'd be squished like a tomato.  I'd have to be carried-off in a body-bag.  These are the world's strongest and largest men.  They run in to each other at full-speed, full-on body-slams, head-butts, tackles, face-plants.  I know how much it hurts, and I also know that pain medications are made so weak now, that you must buy a whole lot of it, more and more of it, in fact. 

That has nothing to do with helping a person ease pain and suffering, and everything to do with maximizing 'phaaat-bottom(s)' lines, the 'milk and honey' of professionally unionized, future generations of college-grads, 'donating-back' to a particular political entity of the Legislative Branch, for raises, perks, benefits, "more equality," seperate-but-equal mentalities, but there is no such thing as "more equality."  Either everybody is, or 'equality' is proved to be mythical.  Obviously, for many of us, 'myth' is apropos.

We must strive to ensure equality is exactly that and nothing else, for all people, forever.

Currently, the professionally-unionized, Predatory Credentialed, from a Predatory Credentialing System, is singling-out a few scapegoats, to further their agenda of 'job-securing' future-generations of more credential-sales, sucking the lifeblood out of economy, one Drac (drop) at a time, 'donating-back' to a particular political-entity within the Legislative Branch, by offering perverse testimony to pervert the favor of the Mighty.  It's all about taxpayer-subsidized credential sales.  Bottom-line.

 -- and that has nothing to do with " ... justice for all."
 -- and that has everything to do with why our country is trillions and trillions and trillions of dollars in debt.

Just as I defend you, NFL (and NBA) and owners, and commissioners and coaches and players, you must defend your staffs and fans (before the bureaucrazies 'eat us alive.'  Please.

When I was 15, at my first professional football game, participating in the half-time show, we did it for free.  No unionized dancers and entertainment conglomerates to 'maximize 'phaaat-bottom(s)' lines.  We were a High School Marching Band, comprised of many, very talented Drum Corps members and volunteers.  Remembering back, it's hard to keep the cronology in order, and some things I don't want to dwell on.  Trauma does that.  Was Diane Feinstein at that game?  Or was it Harvey?  Was it another game? And after White Night, and the decade of gay-bashings, well, I could spend alot of time to "get it perfect," or, be "perfectly nitpicked, ridiculed and scorned" by the 'perfect.'  I just strive to move on as I quickly type my thoughts.  Some things, well, again, I don't want to dwell on.  I just strive to heal and move on.  I kept a seat beside me open, an honorary seat, much like the Chair of Honor for the Profit Elijah during the Passover Seder, and in my home, for Harvey Milk, assassinated by a man who knew no RESTRAINT.
To the strongest men in the world, I salute and celebrate yours.

Thank you, and kind regards, always,
CLAYTON LEON WINTON, citizen#C03183395

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