Sports > Movies and Music

Seeing so many people “profess” their love for Michael Jackson in the wake of his death a couple weeks ago got me thinking about how shallow and desperate people are to try and latch onto something now-a-days.

Where were all these people who loved Wacko Jacko in May? Why were their absolutely no radio stations playing any of his songs on their airwaves since the late 1990’s? Why were MTV and VH1 not airing any of his music videos?

I’ll tell you why, because he was written off as a child loving pervert that could not make money for them anymore.

But as soon as he died, guess what starts happening; People start professing their love for Michael, and start babbling about how big of a role Jackson was in their lives. Jackson video’s and tribute pieces started showing up on half of my TV channels, and I have a lot of TV Channels.

What a bunch of crock. Nobody cared about Jackson, and now that he’s dead everyone is trying to coattail him one more time. I’m so sick of false adoration for people just to get on TV or to make money.

This got me thinking about how sports are so much better than movies or music.

Nobody is going to celebrate J.R. Rider if he were to die suddenly. You’ll remember Rider as the NBA player from the mid 1990’s who won a slam dunk contest and who also kicked a pregnant woman in the stomach, which may or may not be worse than what Jackson did to little boys.

We’re not going to have tributes for Rider, or have people coming out to say how great of a performer he was in his heyday.

Sports are no-nonsense, straight to the point events. There are no real gray areas like there are in movies and music.

Because movies and music can all be graded on individual tastes and preferences, and there is no clear cut winner, we have things like Transformers movies and Ja Rule records that make a lot of money and absolutely suck.


We have 2 week tributes for Michael Jackson, even though this is a guy who had alarms outside of his bedroom to notify if someone was coming to his room and secret doorways in his closet for him to do whatever he did with young boys. He is one of the most ultimate pervs ever, and yet we are worshipping him right now.


Luckily in sports we do not do stupid things like this. We’re not celebrating the Detroit Lions and their 0-16 record. They do not get to be revered for any past accomplishments that they have done. They suck, and they catch flak for it.

That’s why I love sports. There are no sissy men around to start up tributes to people or teams that do not deserve it. We don’t have little teen age girls who buy crap music records which artificially enhance their standings on the Top 100 records.

Everything is determined on the field of battle, and because of that, we do not have to deal with the non-sense that seems to be everywhere in this day and age.

Yes I understand that Jackson was one of the biggest stars to ever live, and he came of age during a time when music videos meant more than they do today. But for anybody under the age of 25, Jackson is just that weird dude with the messed up face who talked like a girl.

In sports when we celebrate something or honor someone, it is because they have earned it by winning an event or by putting in the work and setting records. There are no false accolades or stupid tributes run over and over again on TV to make money.

So in the words of South Park’s Mr. Jefferson, “People are Ignorant”, and worshipping Michael Jackson is supremely Ignorant.

And just to show you how bad this Wacko Jacko adulation has been, enjoy this magical tribute song by the ambassador of crazy Ron Artest.