Sun Falls Down
Take any of the following worth a grain of salt. My sick cat disappeared on Friday, there are coyotes around, and my best friend (sorry Silverbird) might be gone.
This will be my backward version of a link dump, where I respond in scathing fashion to other shit on the internet without linking to it. No links both out of disrespect and because certain bullshit doesn't need any more help of Ballhype (more on that in a second).
Going in backward chronology, I first want to touch on the LeBron/Yankees things, which I don't think anyone's really thought through yet. As much as I want to claim that LeBron's been reading FD and absorbed our Liberated Fandom philosophy, it speaks to something far less glamorous. At the risk of offending someone, African-Americans have been known to adopt out-of-town teams. Especially those associated with a place they might rather call home, like New York, or with a folk hero-esque player like Iverson or Jordan. If someone wants to say that, once again, FreeDarko has been caught playing Norman Mailer, fine. I would argue, though, that these allegiances are real and not nearly as contingent as mine.
More race stuff that no one wants to talk about: Ziller pointed out that Isiah is essentially crying conspiracy. Which, if you think about it, both boots him out of the mainstream once and for all and makes an appeal elsewhere for credibility. It's telling that this got said to Sharpton, who had to say "I gave him the benefit of the doubt." That's because Sharpton's brand of activism often depends on the existence of conspiracy, sometimes rightly, sometimes wrongly. It's also worth noting that Sharpton didn't invent this brand of paranoia, and that it comes out of centuries of often-justified wariness. I am not sure what Isiah is trying to do, but please don't chalk this up to insanity or desperation. This is shrewd and slick and just might work.
I am incredibly enamored of Ballhype. As a resource, it basically cuts hours of needless searching out of my internet day. But I want a version in which all Celtics-related sites are disqualified, where people can't hype themselves, and where a certain bloated ass-ring of a collective has been black-listed. I really, really, don't need a wondrous creation blighted by shit that's artifically made important, inflated through a half-assed echo chamber, or has no business existing in the first place. I don't blame this on the site's creators, but on the many worthless fiends who exploit and abuse a system that could help us all.
Finally, one of the sites alluded to above recently ran a feature asking which female blogger we readers would rather bang. One of the contestants was my good pal Miss Gossip, who was accused of both faking her race and also of having an avatar that stood for white-hating shit like Common. I guess it's cool if everyone wants to objectify each other, even if the male-female ratio makes it seem more like a gangbang than "turning the tables on ladies with a shtick." But damn, learn a thing or two about race before making a bad joke about it. And for fuck's sake, pick a rapper WHOSE AUDIENCE ISN'T ALMOST ENTIRELY WHITE!!!!! Note: While I probably didn't give PIAB enough credit at one point, there's no doubt in my mind that this Common reference wasn't a very, very clever joke.
I hate all of you.