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The Madness of Sports Addiction
WEDNESDAY 31 MAY 2017
New York Times: Francesco Totti Leaves the Field, and Romans
Weep for a Living Monument
REBUTTAL BY
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."
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.
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.
MICHAEL KING AND I HAVE SO MUCH COMMON UNDERSTANDING ON SO MANY ISSUES.
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