Football.
I find myself sitting in a bricked off yard, with a middle school playing field, unseen, well except for the field lights up on their towers, maybe 200 yards from where I sit. Listening to the coach drilling the kids, previously the kids drilling themselves through calastedics - sports people sure do love to yell a lot. And the drills, oh and the intensity, go, go, go… Inside my family loves the football and the basketball and the pro-sports and all that comes with them.
I sit here on the outside and all I see is a bunch of indoctrination and busy making, like building temples or something. I think back on my high school days, I can relate to the sports thing, sort of. I got on the swim team because I felt insecure about my swimming skills, I joined wrestling because I wanted to better defend myself. Being parts of those teams and the workouts was great, but in the end we were individuals, not part of a coordinated team, I did great at JV, but never had the heart for varsity, nor worried about it. I came out of it walking fit, what more can a person want I ask?
In subsequent years I learned of Football’s popularity and financial support was always intimately linked to it’s ability to set-up young men for being good recruits and easy to mold into fine young soldiers.
https://www.tiki-toki.com/timeline/entry/868205/Theodore-Roosevelt-Saves-Football/
https://www.npr.org/2007/07/31/12359528/sally-jenkins-discusses-the-real-all-americans
So okay I'm out here trying to work on something altogether different, but it's like a radio you can't turn off, next thing I know I'm thinking about a recent comment made over here at CFI.
It was rather chest thumping thing
about what a real man was, big and strong like a soldier, etc.
and to hell with those girlie sissy guys who spent time with children, or good forbid infants.
There was a strong intimation that child care was a demeaning thing to the masculine principle, ... or did he mean emasculating?, ... or I don't know what. Haven't a clue because I'm on the outside looking in at those masses who fall in line with such ease - and I guess the masses gotta be controlled somehow. It's just there's so much more to life seems to me.
Then I see these solders marching around all puffed up like their god's end all. It's so pathetic, so self-destructive, worst is how a free thinking nation like we used to be, how placidly we accept the same BS 'come-ons' generation after generation after generations, all the while ignoring the horrors behind them.
But, back that puffed up sense of superiority - it's ... {well, maybe we'll leave it for now. See if anyone else has anything to add. Besides, kids have finally finished maybe I can too.}
<blockquote>What's it mean to be a Real man?
What's it mean to be part of a pluralistic community?</blockquote>