Wednesday, February 12, 2020

The "Reverend "Coach Doeth Protest Too Much, Ya Think?

What's most funny about "Rev" Coach  Dave Daubenmire making himself temporarily  infamous by suing Pepsi and the NFL over the hoochie coochie act of a couple of aging cheerleader types during the Superbowl halftime show is that the half-time show was an interruption in the barely concealed feast of homoerotic exhibition that American football is.  

American football is first and foremost the way that nominally straight men get their homoerotic kicks while pretending that's not what they're doing.  Gay men and women know better, though in most cases it's only the gay men who will admit it.  American football is the thoroughly sublimated homoerotic lust that dare not speak its name.  It is first and foremost an excuse for men to look at other men's overly ample, steroid and gluttony enhanced asses bent over in the most telling poses taken by men who then grope and slam other such men to the ground by jumping on them.  That's why women who watch it watch it, that's something the gay men who watch it admit openly they watch it for.  Is it any shock that football features so prominently in the nominally Catholic universities and colleges for which it should be banned as an obvious violation of the entire teaching of Jesus?  Someone once told me the most vicious football coach they ever witnessed was a Jesuit.  Coaches, some of them make out with the big money but all of them are there for the sexual aspect of it, even those who exclusively have sex with women. 

On top of that the only reasons for it are for money to be made out of the conventionalized porn show that American football is - and considering how much porn sells, it's no shock that there's loads of money to be made from what is, otherwise, a less compelling athletic event than curling.  Sex money and violence are the liturgy of American football, it is totally not anything to do with the Gospel of Jesus, the "reverend's" religion is neo-Paganism that calls itself Christianity.  

I barely knew who the two women who got the revved up coach all hot and bothered are - I didn't know till looking them up that it's spelled "Jlo" -  but what they did was no different in substance from what the cheerleaders on the sideline do every game.   They're there to distract the audience from how boring football is.  

Cheerleading is essentially a stripper act without taking the last stitches of skimpy, skin tight clothes off.  And also part of the cover story denying the homoerotic feast of boy on boy booty that is football.   Football cheer leading is a cover act so the guys can convince themselves that they're not there to watch a lot of men's asses encased in skin tight spandex, asses big enough to be visible from a distance.  They're there for the same reason the beer is, that's there to help the guys deny what's going through their heads.  

Why a football coach wouldn't have noticed the cheerleaders all these years, one who is now mounting a publicity laws suit over the half time show leads me to wonder what the coach was looking at instead of them, all those years on the field. 

I don't know what denomination if any the Rev. is given his title by but it's got nothing to do with Christianity.   I will note that in looking into him for about as much time as it's worth - less than 10 minutes - it notes he was disappointed in his 2010 congressional bid, no doubt as part of the billionaire financed, racist reaction "tea party" campaign of that year.  Which is the only positive thing I found out about him.  

Now we can forget about him, I hope. 

Update:  Apparently my most OCD troll has a lust for zaftig men's asses that dare not speak its name.  Though he's shrieking about it a bit.  I wonder if his girlfriend has a clue.  He's expressed a love of sword and sandals movies in the past when I made fun of them.   And in the typical way, he's the one accusing me of "projecting" which is just one of the limited ways of someone saying "I got nutthin'".   

I've never been attracted to jocks, though there are a few baseball players from the pre-streoid era I found attractive.  I've never liked them caponized.  I'm not an ass man, whereas he's all ass. 

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