Which was fortunate, as the game was a fucking 0-0 tie, and I got to witness the winning goal, and a big choke with a few minutes to go (the Argentian star getting a free potentially game-tying penalty kick that he missed). Some guy on the German team with a long name like an entire delicatessen menu set a record for most times he got his ass kicked and ended up flat on his face.
"My" team won. I nominally rooted for Germany because I have some friends there (and DON'T MENTION THE WAR...they do feel badly about it. But even worse about the immigrants coming in and fucking up their country).
It really wasn't such a big deal. A momentary amusement on a dull day. But never, NEVER would I consider myself to be more important than the players. I didn't Tweet a selfie of myself watching the game. If I was at the game, I would've arrived looking normal and not with my face painted or wearing a volleyball for a hat. And if Germany had lost, I wouldn't have started bawling and raging like there weren't enough Jews to fit into my oven.
I mean...look at THIS fucking selfish garbage:
What's wrong with people? What's this LOOK AT ME, MA bullshit? When did the FANS become more important than the players?
Why does the media go nuts and encourage stupid, attention-hogging pigs and self-promoting pieces of shit? Why was it, that during the last tense moments of the game, the cameras kept flashing into the stands to show fans gasping, putting hands over their mouths, and acting like they were waiting news about loved ones trapped in a mine collapse?
When did it become "all about ME, the FAN," instead of the star athletes??
What's next? Go into a movie theater and there's another screen where the camera is panning through the audience so you could wave and everyone can see you? They do THAT at sports events, too.
Does everybody in this narcissistic world need SO MUCH ATTENTION?
In the pre-Internet days, about the worst of this was some cunt attending a movie premiere wearing a flashy fur coat. People would say, "Oooh, who's that?" The response would be, "Nobody...just some rich bitch calling attention to herself." And that was it.
Now? Now the media can't keep its cameras on the playing field. Everybody has to go photograph idiots in the stands...shit-for-brains rowdies in idiot make-up...brainless bints parading around with almost nothing on. The big news about the World Cup wasn't that Germany beat Argentina but that people attended the game in stupid outfits? That some morons cried? That some cunts were only there to douche their egos by getting a splash of flash bulb light?
Maybe the problem is that since we have WAY TOO MUCH ENTERTAINMENT NOW (although most of it sucks) the only way to guarantee interest is the promise that if you attend the game in a particularly garish or slutty way, YOU will momentarily take the spotlight off the stars, and be shown on the stadium-cam or on the home TV or get your picture on an Internet newspaper's page.
All through the day...
I ME MINE, I ME MINE, I ME MINE....
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