Really? A world-class athlete smokes pot? Get outta here! Doesn’t Michael Phelps know that marihuana is a “gateway drug” to which he should have just said “no”?
According to the Federal Government, marihuana is a Schedule I controlled substance —just like heroin or ecstasy. Is that supposed to make sense? No, it’s fucking crap. Just accept it and move on.
Oh, and how about the biggest killer of them all? Where does tobacco rank? What “schedule” is nicotine?
Uh, well. It’s, uh, it’s not listed by the DEA on any of the schedules.
And, yet, it is a certified mass murderer. One that we tax and depend on for various actuarial reasons, of course, but a legally protected and widely available mass murderer.
How about it, President Obama? Where will your drug policies differ from J. Edgar’s?
Whatever the “problem” was with America up until the epochal moment of Barack Obama’s inauguration, it wasn’t that we were needing a self-identified “black” President.
I really must insist that some of you grow up and understand that.
Racepride in America is a very odd thing: it is permitted of so-called racial minorities when it is non-violent and buffered by positive cultural stereotypes; it is never permitted of so-called racial majorities unless they are honorarily, if not congenitally, Irish and it’s a few pints out on St. Paddy’s Day. White Americans have made their racepride boutiquish and, thus, safe.
Long live the American Mutt!
Now that my Longhorns have beaten the Buckeyes (in one of the worst-officiated games ever, BTW), I’d like to know how the Sooners could even think to lay an outright claim on the National Championship if our records are identical and the head-to-head match-up went our way.
If OU beats the Gators later this week, how can the stupid poll-minders not call it a Co-Championship?
Bowls don’t suck because they’re bowls; bowls suck because they are wrongly supposed to be a substitute for playoff games. Why can’t these asshole college politicians and moneymen who are standing in the way of the inevitable come up with a way to have both? An actual playoff system wouldn’t interfere with these other expositions of WAC adequacy or ACC sufficiency. What is a 15th or 20th-ranked team playing “for” now in this so-called bowl season that they won’t still be playing for in future post-seasons when we finally have a playoff system?
NIT for the BCS, dude. That’s where they can go from here.
Owing to my near-total embargo on the news for the past month, I didn’t know about this until just a few days ago, but the next President is saying that he wants to “throw his weight around” on the subject of an honest-to-God eight-team playoff system for Division I college football.
Well, hell to the yeah! Barry, if I’d known we were sympatico on this subject —and I have been publicly advocating such a system for 15 or more years— I would have started liking you a lot sooner.
Do it, Mr. President. Throw that weight around and make these lousy bums do what they should’ve done years ago: give big time college football what every other collegiate team sport has to determine its champions: a playoff system. Teddy Roosevelt put his foot down on safety and violence in college football a century ago, so there is plenty of precedent for this.
Don Haskins, the man who led the Miners of Texas Western College over the Kentucky Wildcats for the Men’s NCAA Basketball Championship in 1966, has passed away. Both my parents knew this man in their many associations with that school. My father’s admiration for Haskins and what he accomplished was especially great. They were friends and colleagues at TWC (which soon after the championship year became the University of Texas at El Paso) and my father spoke glowingly of Haskins for the rest of his life. I myself recall sitting on the ruins of an unfinished temple on the island of Naxos in 1995 while reading a long newspaper article on Haskins and the injustice of his then-absence from one of the basketball halls of fame. It was a strange but beautiful experience to be so far away from home, yet reading about someone who had been a household name to me since before my memory.
Whenever the history of the civil rights movement in America is written, it should include somewhere in its pages some reference to what Don Haskins accomplished in an America still struggling to desegregate itself not so long ago.
Thank you, Bear, for enriching my family’s life and making Texas proud.
What an amazing Wimbledon final! Thanks to both of you guys for such a great match and for being such gentlemen.
I am surprised at the big number of big names I know from George Mitchell’s report. Quite a few of the detestable Yankees, I’m pleased to note, including Roger Clemens, our local hero.
I think Mitchell’s right, though: call the culprits out on it and then move on. Because this isn’t like kicking Shoeless Joe Jackson out of the majors. Jackson was one of the men who did commit the ultimate crime in baseball: throwing the World Series. But what Clemens and the others did was long-term and systemic. Everybody’s known about steroid abuse in the MLB since McGwire and Sosa’s first passionate, get-a-room quality embrace during their record-breaking season of 1998.
As regards substance abuse in professional athletics, I remarked to a female relative earlier today that the only revelation more damaging than what these have been today would have been to learn that Lance Armstrong was, as the French have long insisted, doping during his magnificent run of championships. Such news would, quite frankly, devastate this town. That’s no joke, either. It would break a lot of hearts and I hope it is never found to be true.
Wow. Arthur Blank really went to town with Tony Kornheiser’s “retail” metaphor.
Let’s not not pay retail so much, gentlemen. Jeeze.
That’s what they call a living legend, baby.
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