My iPhone gave me a notice a few days back. The coming 5th anniversary my attending Super Bowl LI on February 5th, 2017. Not really attending, I was supervising the VIP entrance. I got to meet Lady Gaga, say hello to Sir Elton John, saw in passing Vice President Mike Pence, and shook hands with Terry Bradshaw. What an incredible week, and day.
I purchased my house in 1999, and the first thing I bought for it was a DirectTV receiver. I wanted their NFL package, being able to watch any game I wanted (I’m a Saints fan since I was in diapers). I explained to people, “If it wasn’t for that, I would have only basic cable.” But since then, with the league becoming an anti-police, and generally anti-American form of propaganda, I’ve stopped watching the games. Two years ago, I cancelled by service with DirectTV, saving if the NFL want’s to support domestic terrorist like BLM, I will not give them any of my money.
In a heated discussion with a family member a few years back, we discussed players kneeling during the national anthem. My family member was saying they can’t be forced to stand, and I was adamant that if I’m the owner and signing their paychecks, yes they can. But it was a continued degradation of what was once a great piece of American society, professional sports
Seeing multi-millionaires protesting “oppression” when they are provided a life unimaginable to 99.999999% of America’s population. The league minimum salary is 660K a year. And they are guarded by these same cops they call murderers. I recall a team coming onto the field shaking their arms up in the Mike Brown lie, “Hands up! Don’t shot!” My response was, “All cops out there, refuse to work for these arrogant sacks of s^&%! And when they get robbed, shot, or murdered, fine, tell them to call BLM!”
Not be outdone, league commissioner Roger Goodell is getting lower and lower. In the last few years the NFL has used the halftime show to insult their viewers, and police in particular, one time after another. In 2016, we had Beyonce and her anti-cop song Formation. In 2020, we got to see an open political message in Jennifer Lopez and Shakira showing Hispanic children in “cages.” These two ladies seem to miss something. The “cages” were started under the Obama administration, not Trump.
And let’s not forget Gillette corporation putting out a Super Bowl ad on “toxic masculinity,” sexual harassment and objectivation of women. Remember, “boys will be boys…” From a company that put out this picture of women in a previous ad:
But to both, remember this. We look, or should I saw looked to the Super Bowl (Or World Series, etc.) as a diversion from life. We want some time to just to enjoy ourselves, and this is a form of amusement. But Goodell strikes again. The “entertainment” for this year’s Super Bowl speaks for himself:
Snoop Dogg performing at Super Bowl halftime show becoming even worse look
Phil Mushnick
Keepin’ it real. Let’s do it together.
Last Saturday, during CBS’s telecast of the Titans-Bengals playoff game, a commercial for Corona beer aired, starring Snoop Dogg, who, despite countless arrests for guns and drugs, has become a must-have to endorse products.
So what if he luridly degrades women as one of his stocks in trade if he can sell beer?
…And as I watched that Corona ad, I got to thinking about Snoop Dogg’s violently anti-police, pro-crime vile and vulgar “artistry,” mindful that Roger Goodell appointed and anointed Snoop Dogg the headliner at this year’s Super Bowl halftime.
Perhaps Goodell, also in the interest of keeping it real, would like to rap along with a “song” by Snoop and J5 Slap entitled, “Police.” Ready, Roger? It reads thusly:
“All you n—as out there,
Take your guns that you using to shoot each other
And start shooting these b—h-ass
mother-f–king police.
That’ll impress a mother-f–king n—a like me...”
...Five NYPD officers have been shot in the first 20 days of this year. And the fellow chosen by the NFL and approved by Goodell to star in this year’s halftime produces, records, sells and profits from “artistry” advocating streets filled with the blood of cops and threats against those who would help solve the shootings of cops and civilians…
And Goodell, the shameless $63 million per pandering phony, slaps “Stop Hate” and “End Racism” along the backs of end zones and players’ helmets, then invites Snoop Dogg to be the star of the Super Bowl.
Maybe Snoop will be granted a police escort to the stadium. For his safety, of course…
He doesn’t need an escort. Los Angeles, it’s perfectly safe. I mean, you basically can’t get a gun out there, right?
I used to watch four games a week, and even if I couldn’t stand the teams in the championship, I would watch the Super Bowl. One of the greaest memories I have from my year in Korea was “Breakfast and the Super Bowl.” It was an 8th Army half holiday (no formation before noon) and we got the game at 700am. We watched a great game (Super Bowl XXIII, San Francisco pulling I out with 34 seconds lef) in the Officer Club. Or when I was in Kuwait, we also got a half holiday, and were allowed two beers (booze at last!) when the NFL knew they were here to entertain the American people. Not lecture us.
So next Sunday, I think I’ll be reading instead of being glued to the TV. Goodbye NFL. It was good while it lasted.
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