It’s Only My Opinion, But…

I think if you are going to have tattoos, you need to have gig guns like the Rock, not those little white skinny punk rock junkie arms.

I very much understand people and their insane need for validation, but some clothes are not meant for certain body types.

I believe I put that as diplomatic as I could without offending any big, fat people.

Hold on a sec, my unwanted and unpaid editor just told me my last statement was not PC.

My response was, just because I haven’t raised my fist and given you the world’s most well-deserved ass-whipping so far in forty years, doesn’t mean that day won’t come and you will find yourself picking your teeth up from the floor.

But how it came out was, “Yes, dear.”

I am so over football players pointing out the first down they just gained. I know where the fucking sticks are dumbass, I can see. Now shut up, give the ball back to the referee, and get back to the huddle and play football.

Don’t even get me started about all the new bullshit celebration scenarios these players do after scoring a touchdown.

Everything has to be so theatrical.

I was at a Pop Warner coaching conference in Arizona and a longtime, highly successful high school coach demanded his players did nothing more than politely hand the ball to the officials after scoring and returning to the sideline.

Of course that was in the early 2000’s.

It only gets worse, as the little guys emulate their heroes and just figure out all the theatrics are part and parcel of the game.

I believe only female legislators should be allowed to vote on women’s legislative issues.

I think Supreme Court Justices should get ten-year terms, not lifetime appointments. They should be elected and re-elected by the American people, whom (whether or not they remember it or not) they serve.

Our current system just courts demagoguery.

I think the money has to stop polluting amateur athletics.

News flash!

A high school kid getting free gear, scholarship money, and NIL payments is NOT an amateur athlete.

And where does it stop?

I also think we should either open our borders up to all possible world-savers and healers and serial killers and rapists and deal with them once they are here, or shut the fuck up and close the borders to anyone but tourists who are willing to ooh and ahh at our excesses, waste and decadence and leave their money with us.

That would refill our coffers in no time, allowing us to build bigger and more efficient killing mass extinction weapons and a couple elementary schools.

Instead of exploring other worlds, how about we fix this one and then you won’t be forced to leave?

I say YOU because my bony butt will have been burned up and my ashes scattered way, WAY before that happens.

But unless we, as a species, can ever coalesce into a collective, we will continue to be at odds with each other.

Stay well.

Published by maddogg09

I am an unmotivated genius with an extreme love for anything that moves the emotional needles of our lives.

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