Yesterday’s Sunday Super Bowl Football came and went. I did not view the game, except Paw. The boy came over for lunch today. Maw mentioned to the boy of how his Paw was watching the football game all ALONE! The boy denied knowing there was a football game until last minute, from not hearing anything at work, especially engineers who are over forty, to not watching televisions or advertisements of an American sport, like football.
This shows that the boy does NOT have a good heart. If he did, he would have brought snacks over and hang out with his father at his OLD home, even for one special event. We feel he is showing face for the sake of showing face. Then the girl calls, sick from home, to find out where he is or to signal the boy to leave the house.
Why does he keep coming over? What does he really want? His presence doesn’t `feel` like he wants to eat lunch at his former dwelling. I really can `hate` both of them because I cannot forget their sh!t for blaming us for being simple. I can pick up their shit from miles away. I wonder why strangers can’t tell the difference. Eff! Eww!
Anyway, the football players of today are like ancient gladiators, who get hurt, becoming maimed for life, or die from injuries. People are fools for watching violence. Maw, too, cringes at the sight of people banging themselves at each other. Violence breeds more violence. Guys get drunk and beat up their wives as a projection of their anger for losing a game.
People should put their foot in their mouth for cheering on a business meant to profit from the potential of death from lots of violence. Football is just another sports entertainment meant to dumb down the mind and the fact that people bet on the LIVES of their favorite team! Wake up!
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