DainBramaged
DainBramaged's JournalEverything Wrong With America In One Simple Image (INFOGRAPHIC)
When a country places more importance on sports than on academic achievement, its decline is inevitable. The American Decline is real and this is where it comes from.
This is why intelligence and knowledge is disparaged in the country that reached the Moon. These days, intellectuals are mocked as “faggy” and unmanly as if brute strength somehow contributed to the technical prowess, economic agility and innovation that made America a superpower.
This is why our politics are a disaster. When you raise a generation to believe that throwing a ball is more important than fulfilling their civic duty to make informed decisions, you allow charlatans to sell their lies to the public unchallenged.
This is where the Steubenville and countless other sports town rapes comes from, the vast majority of which are covered up and ignored. We literally worship at the altar of sports. The rape of young women is a small price to pay for glory immortal.
Until we get our collective head out of our ass and treat teachers and cops and sanitation workers and firefighters and the men and women we send into combat as the priceless resources that protect our lives, care for our children and make our country worth living in, we’re doomed to a future of self-centered stupidity and civic ignorance.
Bread and Circuses brought Rome to its knees. Will our epitaph be “Football and Junk Food?”
http://www.addictinginfo.org/2013/05/12/american-decline/
When I was young this was one of my favorite songs, and I couldn't imagine getting old
Old friends, old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today?
Sharing a park bench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears
Time it was and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you
SIMON AND GARFUNKEL - OLD FRIENDS/BOOKENDS
I never quite understood it, I was in my teens, I loved the melodies. Now, as I careen into my senior years, I understand.
Time passes so quickly.
Preserve your memories
they're al that's left you.
Thank you.
“There are but three true sports -- bullfighting, mountain climbing, and motor-racing.
The rest are merely games.”
Ernest Hemingway
Rest in peace Jason, rest in peace.
http://motorsports-soapbox.blogspot.com/2013/06/remembering-jason-leffler.html
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