Monday 24 August 2015

The Circus

I don't watch football anymore.
I understand the faux investment, the highs and lows, the need to feed the masses with bread and circuses.
To the outcome is so binary.
Win. Lose. Who cares.
I'm better than you,
No you are not.

Where is the nuance?
What has anybody ever learned in life from watching a football match, the occasional fightback aside....how to spit? How to fall? How to cheat?
It's a poor lesson.
It's a pretty sad obsession.

Why not follow entertainment with edge, thrust and drive, with nuance and flair, with originality and depth and which enriches, teaches, strengthens, informs and has few laughs in it.

There is more play in a play that on a pitch.
When you think about it following a few millionaires kicking a ball is a pathetic pastime. Sorrowful. They deserve our pity and fear.

What's a good result for the season?
How about having our heroes rape 10% fewer teenagers then they did last year?

Shooting too high?
OK then try 5%

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