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September 2009 
Football, Hunger and the Half Time Show.
Posted on Jan 30th, 2007
by 
OfMay
OfMay
How they cheer so
over the arrival of the pointy brown ball
in to the end zone.
Does this silly ball warrant such cheering?
You would think that all the
hungry American children had all
gotten fed a warm meal in a place
where they felt safe and at home?
Or that all of the crack moms had
put down their vials and turned to
lovingly care for their children?
All the fuss, glitter, and celebration.
Have all the un-adopted babes,
who are now teens,
found homes where they are loved?
Maybe that is what all the fuss is really about?
Maybe a CEO moved a few million,
less that 10% of his salary,
to the payroll department?
Opening up more jobs and
higher wages in his community.
Is that the real reason driving
all of these festivities?
Or have all the farmers decided to
stop poising the ground and the food
that they grow with pesticides and herbicides?
Did the Supreme Court announce that no one,
not even Monsanto, could patent life?
So many smiles! So much exuberance!
It must be that all the world will all sleep
without fear tonight.
Access: Public
My thoughts exactly….. So many people are insensitive…
Hey Ofmay, I was taken to a Cleveland Cavaliers game a while back, sat in the upper tier and stared down at a huge score block(block is the only word to decribe this enormous shiny cube hanging directly over the court. It actually blocked our direct view of the game itself. Each side of the cube illuminated the game below on a large tv flat screen. Exploding gas would send flames shooting out each side. 10 seconds later the heat would reach us. Brackish music and hungry ads tried their best to flirt with you. Short of holgraphically projecting cabaret girls(light bulb!) this thing did everything. And the great thing about this monster was you didn't have to watch the actual game below. That's right. People pay $75-$100 to sit in an arena and watch television. But someone told them they would enjoy themselves. And by god these people were going to do as they were told. They paid for it.
Some time ago I was visiting my Brother at his Dad’s house. His other brother was their watching 3 football games. (He would click around between stations). I was impressed with his dedication for this was a weekly occurrence for him. So I asked the question. When was the last time you went to see a live game? His reply … never. I still scratch my head over that one.