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YMCA

Sunday, time for a break from the swamp. Today is my bride and my anniversary. We jokingly say “Who’d Thunk?” I mean this isn’t the first marriage for either of us, but it has lasted thirty-four years. Two of my followers on here were in the wedding party at the Camp Lejeune chapel in 1986. Thank you from the both of us.

So, it’s time to take a break from the horrific goings-on in our once great nation. I’s sure all of you will remember this tune. Sit back, relax, turn up the volume, and sing along.

Originally posted 2020-09-13 10:06:20.

The NFL

Well, let’s see what the Nation’s Scum is up today? Oh dear, the infamous NFL who cares only about one thing, $$$$$$. They have never  cared about the players, the sport, the franchises, or the fans — that is as long as they continue to spend mega bucks at the games for $10 hot dogs and beers, not to mention the price of the ticket. I am fast approaching the eight decades mark, and I have never paid a dime to attend an NFL game. Oh as a kid I used to go watch Johnny Unitas and the Colts, but my girlfriend’s father paid; he had season tickets and I was sometimes invited to tag along. I do watch some on TV but not a priority in my life. But I will be scanning the games this year; see the epilogue as to the reason.

Open Letter To NFL Players. The Boycott is coming

You graduated high school in 2011. Your teenage years were a struggle.

You grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. Your mother was the leader of the family and worked tirelessly to keep a roof over your head and food on your plate.

Academics were a struggle for you and your grades were mediocre at best. The only thing that made you stand out is you weighed 225 lbs and could run 40 yards in 4.2 seconds while carrying a football. Your best friend was just like you, except he didn’t play football. Instead of going to football practice after school, he went to work at McDonald’s for minimum wage.

You were recruited by all the big colleges and spent every weekend of your senior year making visits to universities where coaches and boosters tried to convince you their school was best. They laid out the red carpet for you. Your best friend worked double shifts at Mickey Ds. College was not an option for him.

On the day you signed with Big State University, your best friend signed paperwork with his Army recruiter. You went to summer workouts.

He went to basic training.

You spent the next four years living in the athletic dorm, eating at the training table. You spent your Saturdays on the football field, cheered on by adoring fans. Tutors attended to your every academic need.

You attended class when you felt like it. Sure, you worked hard. You lifted weights, ran sprints, studied plays, and soon became one of the top football players in the country.

Your best friend was assigned to the 101st Airborne Division. While you were in college, he deployed to Iraq once and Afghanistan twice. He became a Sergeant and led a squad of 19 year-old soldiers who grew up just like he did. He shed his blood in Afghanistan and watched young American’s give their lives, limbs, and innocence for the US.

You went to the NFL combine and scored off the charts. You hired an agent and waited for draft day. You were drafted in the first round and your agent immediately went to work, ensuring that you received the most money possible. You signed for $16 million although you had never played a single down of professional football.

Your best friend re-enlisted in the Army for four more years. As a combat tested sergeant, he will be paid $32,000 per year.

You will drive a Ferrari on the streets of South Beach. He will ride in the back of a Blackhawk helicopter with 10 other combat loaded soldiers.

You will sleep at the Ritz. He will dig a hole in the ground and try to sleep. You will “make it rain” in the club. He will pray for rain as the temperature reaches 120 degrees.

On Sunday, you will run into a stadium as tens of thousands of fans cheer and yell your name.

For your best friend, there is little difference between Sunday and any other day of the week. There are no adoring fans. There are only people trying to kill him and his soldiers. Every now and then, he and his soldiers leave the front lines and “go to the rear” to rest. He might be lucky enough to catch an NFL game on TV.

When the National Anthem plays and you take a knee, he will jump to his feet and salute the television. While you protest the unfairness of life in the United States, he will give thanks to God that he has the honor of defending his great country.

To the players of the NFL: We are the people who buy your tickets, watch you on TV, and wear your jerseys. We anxiously wait for Sundays so we can cheer for you and marvel at your athleticism. Although we love to watch you play, we care little about your opinions until you offend us.

You have the absolute right to express yourselves, but we have the absolute right to boycott you.

We have tolerated your drug use and DUIs, your domestic violence, and your vulgar displays of wealth. We should be ashamed for putting our admiration of your physical skills before what is morally right.

But now you have gone too far. You have insulted our flag, our country, our soldiers, our police officers, and our veterans. You are living the American dream, yet you disparage our great country. I encourage all like minded Americans to boycott the NFL.

National boycott of the NFL for Sunday November 11, 2020 “Veterans Day“ Weekend. Boycott all football telecast, all fans, all ticket holders, stay away from attending any games, let them play to empty stadiums.

Pass this post along to all your friends and family. Honor our military, some of whom come home with the American Flag draped over their coffin.

Epilogue: OK, Here is why I will scan this year and I recommend you and your friends do the same.  You know the sayings, : Money Talks,  follow the money, money is everything, etc. Where would the NFL be today without advertisements during the game breaks; hell they even delay the game to get the advertisements aired. And do you have any idea what those companies pay for a thirty second advertisement? I remember when the J Walter came out with the sword advertisement for the Corps. They got a thirty second ad and even got to pick when the ad would be air i.e.,  the first station break after kick off at the Super Bowl. The ad cost the Corps $100K. Hell that was a big chunk of the Corps’ total annual ad budget. LOL Anyway, the Corps caught all sorts of hell from the legislatures over that issue. Now I am told the ads cost in the millions for just twenty seconds.

So, my goal is to watch the commercials only and take note of who is buying air time, and I will flood those companies mail and emails, with written complaints and let them know I will buy china rather than their products. Can you imagine if 1000’s of folks did that and the company experienced a sudden drop in sales and eventually pulled their ads from the games? I know one thing, I had better not see a USAA ad this year, as in the past I have been with that company for over 45 years for everything e.g., investments, banking, home, car, and life insurance, and mortgages. I will drop them in a heartbeat. Think of the hypocrisy. They cater only to veterans, yet they buy air time, thus supporting a company who  supports players disgracing the American Flag and our National Anthem. OMG. I have already warned them with emails, you should too!

Spread the word folks, we can have a voice!!!

 

 

Originally posted 2020-07-31 11:55:26.