Me Too?

I'm not a prig and I love all things NFL, but, when the sight of the Super Bowl halftime show makes even my 15 year old son nervous, one wonders. The game's commercials were full of admonitions to us to drop our naturally mysogynist ways and give unto women dignity, grace and respect. This seemed to cacaphonously ring with the Mistress Class of Objectivisation and crass appeal to lapdances and poles that was 54's break show. It was more like Studio 54 than Super Bowl LIV. (where's Carol Channing when you need her?)

Mix that together with the fact that the most important play of the game was a catch by Tyreek Hill. Yes, the same Tyreek Hill that bragged on audiotape about bullying and physically abusing his spouse and her child and then got...nothing from the NFL's discipline committee. Then it becomes, well, more than hypocritical and infuriating for us fans who've seen their favourite players punished for far less, but downright sinister.

The fact that the League this year managed to get through an entire season without a player kneeling except to take a break from practice is a great start. Now is it too much to hope that the League (aside from legitimate charitable causes) that brought us Rice, Peterson and Stallworth will also stop trying to tell us how to behave in anything else but live fan decorum?
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John M. Farant