Today’s Slaves
Turn to any of the Big Three Networks and you’ll find two clashing societies stuffed into our coliseums. The first one is at center: Athlete’s in uniform — Specimen’s — lined across as if they’re opponents. The other takes up the front row, the stands, the VIP boxes — Swarms of polo shirts, strapped glasses and dead white skin covered in their teams color.
The audience knows nothing of their specimen’s struggle and hardly any of their names. The uniform is a representation of themselves and so the audience roots for their workhorses. For the athlete’s issues off the field is a thought that never crosses. Play. Play. Play. No excuses. No sick days. The athlete is their machine. A tool to boost the name of their favored institution.
My thoughts will upset many in the audience who claim specimen’s enjoy themselves — Parties, privilege & panty raids. But even slaves of the plantation days had barbecues after church service.
The audience arches the final arrow. stating education is payment enough. An education of which is not enforced. One where it is encouraged to take the easiest class so that the specimen could have more time to practice and focus on why he’s really there. Besides, after all the concussions suffered on Saturday, who could have the vision to crack open a book on Sunday?
For money would ruin the integrity of the sport, the very sport that switches to commercial every 3 minutes to satisfy sponsors who in turn pay the heads of these organization who set the rules. The very ones who claim money ruins the integrity of the sport.
Slavery never ended. It simply evolved.
