death or cake...

To keep the dream alive over the past few years I have worked as a writer providing content for websites and affiliate marketers that for the most part has been inane pseudo-SEO-speak, and the content is dreck. However, occasionally I get to nudge in an opinion here or claim social doctrine there and in the case of the current allegations levied against the University of Miami football and basketball programs I found a subject that could cross all boundaries and enter into the Constellation...

For my take on the matter I present this...

For those of you who don't have the time or inclination to give me the shameless hit I sum it up thusly...

"These particular allegations attack the ideology and morality of higher learning and should merit more than just a loss of bowl eligibility or scholarships but instead become a monument to the consequences of egregious behavior in the manner that SMU penalty was proposed to be and failed."

I'm speaking of course of the 1987 "death penalty " given to Southern Methodist university merely for playing players. I use the term "merely" because in the case of "the U" players weren't just alleged to be paid, they were given access to prostitution, paid in a bounty like fashion to injure opposing players and possibly in one case given access to an abortion...

College athletics is corrupt, it was before SMU and it is now, we all know it. The athletes know it, the parents know it, the coaches, the NCAA and so on. But in the 25 years since the institution of the SMU penalty the problem has metastasized like cancer. The "death penalty" was supposed to put a stop to these kinds of things, but instead has allowed the deferment of them to leaches dressed as boosters and the culture is morally bankrupt. I don't have to go too deep into the sociology of the issue for you to understand the breadth of consequences that comes from melding education with compensation. There are a million stories of pay-for-play and worse in the naked city of college athletics, but it seems the NCAA settles for the death or cake rational...

if you offer death and cake, the answer is cake every time...

put 'em to death...

peripherals...

Actor Francesco Quinn was found dead in his home of an apparent heart attack last Friday evening...

Outside of being almost Anthony Quinn—Francesco was his son, he played Rhah in the 1986 film "Platoon." Aside from that film being one of the greatest depictions of good and evil ever created, the characters, born from Oliver Stone, were as rich as you've ever seen in a military film. Rhah, along with Keith David's portrayal of King, are two of my favorites. A delayed RIP to Rhah...

facebook gold..

Because some things should stretch beyond 216 friends...

This gentleman here, who I know to be of sound mind, linked this to facebook which moved me to comment about our Commander-in-Chief...

(edited for poor grammar, induced by rage)

He has been governing for a second term, which always leads to sell-outs and back-downs. At least W shoved shit in our faces and then asked us to vote for him. I might have a little more respect for W then Obama right now, because if Obama had shoved tax code up their asses back in December along with a debt ceiling rise, I would have gotten an Obama tramp stamp tattoo. Now, after caving then, he allows a body of government with worse job security than a Washington Wizards coach partake in political extortion against his and his party's principles, not to mention principles of economic logic.

Honestly, I'm on the fence about the deal that was made simply because a deal was made and the immediate repercussions, (that is my already poor credit becoming full on go-to-the-mattresses economics), were avoided. But man-alive is there a sensible motherfucker in the Senate or the White House that doesn't get the fact the house of Representatives is akin to a political joke. They have two years before they have to get re-elected that makes for a year of policy rattling. I guarantee you in 2012 there will be another congressional bloodletting because at the end of the day, that's the only place where a normal, everyday kind of voter can hope to effect real change at Federal level. The fucker that has an office in your neighborhood. That office is never furnished well and the lights ever on—no one gets too comfortable in a congressional representative's office, it might as well be a P.O. Box. The Tea Party succeeded, they rushed in a ton of yahoo's and made a mockery of the process and in turn made the professionals look like amateurs...

Oh well, I think the idea of a man getting an Obama tramp-stamp tattoo is pretty clever, considering it would be my first ink, and the Wizards comment is interchangeable with the Oakland Raiders or the old Pop Steinbrenner Yankees. I do stick to my old haunts when it comes to references...

Maybe its not facebook gold, but it got me back on this horse for a day...

Clint Eastwood getting hammered slugging Pabst. It's like this...It's like that...

Now, that's facebook gold...