Wednesday, 31 May 2017

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New York Times: Francesco Totti Leaves the Field, and Romans Weep for a Living Monument

It is unusual for the "paper of record" to carry a sports-related story on its front page. But because this particular event, which took place in Italy, was so emotional for the people of Rome, the Slimes evidently deemed it newsworthy. Sugar and I, er, "The Editorial Board" of The Anti-New York Times also found it notable, albeit for a far different reason.
We are not such "sticks in the mud" that we can't enjoy an occasional ball game, and we find nothing wrong with sports aficionados cheering for the home team. A bit of fun and games is an important part of life, as is the physical development of our young people. But when mass numbers of grown men are moved to tears by the retirement of a 40-year old soccer (aka football) player, --- Roma: we have a problem.
Adding to the insanity of it all is that Italy -- where the maternal side of your favorite reporter's family is from -- is in a not-so-slow-motion meltdown. The country's birth rates are among the lowest in the world. High youth unemployment and the sad social phenomenon of so many "millennials" living at home have been the "new normal" for the past 25 years. Corruption is rampant. Turd Worlders just keep coming and coming and coming by the boatload. And major cities such as Rome are getting dirtier and more dangerous by the day. Football fans of Rome! Weep for your dying country, not a retiring football player!
1. Roman fans loses lose their minds for Number 10, Francesco Totti. 2. Meanwhile, Soros' invaders keep pouring in from Libyan ports. 3. Stupid and half-naked Italian libtard greets the all-male "migrants" who would just love to gang-rape her!
From the article:
“It’s a sad day,” said Luigi Carinci, 65, who had sat in the front row in Testaccio, the neighborhood that is the club’s spiritual home, and dabbed his eyes whenever the screen showed Totti stretching his legs or sipping water on the bench. “Rome is a mess. The bus never comes, they don’t pick up the garbage and the cops do nothing. Now Totti’s leaving. It’s the last thing we need.”
Totti’s final game on Sunday, after a quarter century with Roma that has made him the most celebrated and beloved player in the club’s history, was a kick in the stomach to a city already knocked to the ground and then rolled into a pothole filled with trash.
The past decade or so has not been kind to Rome. Garbage piles up in the piazzas. The parks look like littered Iowa cornfields. The city’s sputtering economy hemorrhages jobs, and the mayor’s name has become a national byword for urban disaster.
As the theme from “Gladiator” gave way to Elton John’s “Circle of Life,” Totti started weeping. Bawling. So did the members of the Roma Club, old and young, men and women. They sang the chorus of the team song — “Roma Roma Roma” — and wept. They held their children and wept. They screamed “mortacci loro” and wept. 
As Totti read out a letter, the faces of thousands of fans contorted with tearful anguish.",f_auto,fl_progressive,q_80,w_800/msiasc9yjjqdipky2g9g.jpg
Are you people frickin' kidding me??? We can certainly understand Mr. Totti (Image 1) getting choked-up because he is leaving his livelihood of 20 years, but the fans?

Oh if only such mass passion could be harnessed and applied to a popular movement to save and resurrect the Western Civilization which Rome -- "The Eternal City -- symbolizes for all those of European heritage. We could knock out the New World Order in a few days! The reason that such passion for the things that really matter no longer exists is largely because of the deliberately-engineered diversion of organized sports. At a time when very few people took any interest in following the daily happenings of the barely even noticeable "sports world," the spooky-prescient Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion (written by parties unknown circa 1900) made this, among many other, prophetic and amazing forecasts:

"In order that the masses themselves may not guess what they (political objectives) are about, we further distract them with amusements, games, pastimes, passions ... Soon we shall begin through the press to propose competitions in art, in sport of all kinds: these interests will finally distract their minds from questions in which we should find ourselves compelled to oppose them."
Wow! Is that not exactly what we have seen play out over the past 100 + years? Sports -- sports -- sports! That's all the typical TV-addicted European or American male seems to be able to get excited about, is it not? With his mind, his passion and his natural warrior spirit thusly diverted towards endless games and inane "round-table" commentaries about the game, Boobus Athleticus is left with neither the time nor the interest to study the dangerous illusions that have been and continue to be pulled over his eyes --- illusions that are enslaving him and destroying his own family's future. Adding insult to injury, the sports press openly mocks Boobus Athleticus by referring to him as a "fan" -- short for "fanatic."
Mamma mia! What a tragic farce.$daE2N3K4ZzOUsqbU5sYvsm1zvO7R66rw9VtEBaFNEWCsjLu883Ygn4B49Lvm9bPe2QeMKQdVeZmXF$9l$4uCZ8QDXhaHEp3rvzXRJFdy0KqPHLoMevcTLo3h8xh70Y6N_U_CryOsw6FTOdKL_jpQ-&CONTENTTYPE=image/jpeg
As Roman sports fans weep for Totti, Rome's Communist Pope washes and kisses the feet of welfare-receiving "migrants" --- while poor White Romans are left to sleep in the street.
Boobus Americanus 1: I read in the New York Times today about how all of Rome is mourning the retirement of some soccer player.
Boobus Americanus 2: Italians are really fanatical about their soccer. It's crazy.

  Sugar: Sso ssays the cluelesss clod who watchess three hourss of gamess and commentariess every day of the frickin' week.
 Editor: And listens to Sports Radio while he is commuting to and from work.


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