Not liking sports teams and/or athletes because they “win too much” is a lib mentality.

Yes I said it Tom Brady haters, it’s a lib mentality disliking number one. Envy under the guise of fairness is the first step into left wing politics. Left-wingers tend to be raging with envy and drowning in statistical discrepancies, driving them mad (starting to sound familiar?). The fresh-out-of-college, historically disadvantaged minority activists, crazy people – this coalition of voters and activists (the true believers) hate anyone who stand out and displays greatness. A steady diet of rights and victimhood will do that to a person, after all.

Standing out from the crowd is and always will be replete with risk. Competency and aspiration are now more risky than ever as “cancellation” becomes the modern day guillotine. Genuflect for your ‘privilege’ and partake in a modern Maoist struggle session.

Greatness should inspire and serve you, not take anything away from what you have or don’t have. Without those striving upward toward greatness, we are left with mediocrity as the standard bearer.  We are left with morbidly obese Calvin Klein models on billboards in Times Square. We are left with ugliness. Do not begrudge those who achieve great things in the modern era, the stakes are far too high right now. It is more important than ever to stand out and be great.

Greatness is uplifting, endlessly fascinating, beautiful, and everything the left hates. If the idea of Tom Brady reaching the level of greatness that comes once every hundred years in sports bothers you because “it’s someone else’s turn”, you are displaying the lib mentality that is corrosive to our shared reality.

Right-wing sports fans… drop the lib mentality.

 

Declaring comedy to be dead is not exactly for me to say. However, what I can declare is that establishment comedy (ie Hollywood blockbusters and Late Night programming has been dead for years).

Every now and then an SNL skit will crawl its way onto my news feed. Every now and then I risk wasting my time by seeing what the current cast is up to and every time I find myself questioning what I just watched and what went so horribly wrong. The skits that are passed around usually come packaged with a “Spot on” or “Omg yessss“. As we know the true sign of a knee-slapper can be summed up by declaratives akin to “this is a reference that I know and THAT is what makes it funny because it is true”.

To lend an olive branch – there is plenty of “funny” still going on in places like Youtube (for now) and in underground comedy circuits. A lot of the folks that would have you falling off your chair are banned from the internet (but we aren’t allowed to admit that). However, I believe the Late Night and Hollywood dry spell we seem to be living through is in direct correlation to the amount of EASY and GENUINELY funny opportunities and observations that are passed up in the name of not offending the “wrong” people. (HINT HINT: It’s political. HINT HINT: It’s democrats).

Laughter, it seems, is now passé and gauche. How else would you still keep your zombie audience feeling good about themselves and continue to grind out hot garbage. This and using the show to promote the latest “celebrity” who danced the right dance have robbed the audiences of the kind of unbridled laughter that “The Californians” or Norm Macdonald’s irreverence brought.

A self-satisfied “Yesss” or “So true” has replaced the belly laugh and the kind of squirm-in-your-chair experience of an uncomfortable truth being said in just the right way and at just the right moment.

So if you wish to partake in this whacky phenomena we are living through follow these steps…

1. Get a glass of red wine
2. Declare things as funny and/or spot-on on social media. Do this between sips and texting your biffys, because let’s face it – no one watching Late Night comedy is giving it their full attention.

Hello folks,

This is my first post going undercover as a conservative opinion writer.  My 8 year old daughter CAN NOT FIND OUT about my secret life as a conservative.  Folks call it “splitting” – I call it, my own personal nightmare. I’m currently hiding in the guest room while she is doing “handstands to undo-whiteness” in the kitchen.  It bears repeating – DO NOT TELL HER ABOUT THIS!

Usually when I’m checking Twitter, she’s there, watching my every move. I feel compelled to write about her latest woke profundities to share with the rest of the world for fear she will have me cancelled or WORSE. 

For example, today she said, “AOC didn’t need to be in the building to have FELT what it was like to be raped by white supremacists, we all felt it that day.”  I had no choice but to post it in earnest!!  Anyway, I look forward to giving my thoughts on all things political and cultural from up here in the guest room (under the bed) with regular updates on the state of my 8 year old (who totally exists).