I seem to remember hearing about sports riots my entire life, and I was born long before "participation trophies" were a thing. A quick search shows that they have indeed been happening for a very long time, with the first (and largest) recorded sports riot occurring in Constantinople in 532 with approximately 30,000 killed.
You know who never wanted a participation trophy? Us. Gen X and older Millennials. We threw them away, when we moved away from home. They were forced on us by our spoiled as fuck boomer parents, who got spoiled by their parents, who over corrected for their WW1, Spanish flu pandemic, and WW2 trauma
does she not know who her viewers are? or what channel she is on? has she never ever met a single modern conservative in her life? did someone spike her wine with bizarro-juice?
Only liberals and leftists lose. And when we do, we need to be polite to our conservative masters. When it appears conservatives have lost, we leftists are just confused, and we need to continue to be polite and accept our defeat.
Ah, but you see, they didn't *lose* --they were *robbed*! We *cheated*! Therefore they were perfectly justified in throwing their little tantrum. It's unpossible they could ever lose, because they've been told their whole lives that *every*one thinks like they do, it's just that most of us are too cowed by Woke Antifa Mobs to actually come out and say it.
Additional to my comment a few minutes ago: on the topic of chaos and anarchy, I walked up Eighth Avenue this evening, from 41st to 46th Street, and it was chaos and anarchy. Granted, people were hurrying to the theater, but whole blocks of pedestrian walkways have been taken over by electric bike/motorcycle messengers (and their families), forcing pedestrians to fight for sidewalk space. Cellphone texting has reduced attention to what’s in front of people around you and there are more high-speed body-on-body near collisions. I deplore it and love it.
I hate that false participation trophy bullshit. There is a very structured process for developing young athletic talent into college scholarships and pro sports. They don’t give scholarships and contracts to losers. If young kids can be encouraged to stay in sports with participation trophies, that’s a good thing. Some will get better and others will quit but with luck most will remember the experience as positive.
Weaving a dozen unrelated anecdotes into a convoluted monologue, repeatedly using the linkage “It’s like…” when one event bears no relation to the next is peak boxwine & earns her a small fortune.
Being a Millennial, I grew up in peak participation-trophy time (by which I mean I grew up in peak adults-whining-that-kids-will-be-ruined-by-participation-trophies time). We got all the talks about "good sportsmanship," too, but you know what we were actually taught?
We were taught that losers are less than nothing. We were taught to win at any cost. We were taught that, if you're the weak link on the team that makes the team lose, then the team should abuse you until you're gone. And if you happen to be on the team against your will, not allowed to quit, they should abuse you anyway, because you'll either magically get better or have a total breakdown and cease to be the team's problem anymore.
Take football, for example. I was terrible at football. Couldn't catch to save my life. My "friends" noticed that, and started aiming for my groin. They got me good one time, and I went down in quite a lot of pain. When I tried to stand up, they spiked the off the back of my head. BAM went the ball, and BAM went my face into the turf. My friends, having taken the good sportsmanship lessons we'd had since kindergarten to heart, thought this was all very funny. So they did it again, and again, and again, every time I tried to stand up.
"Why didn't you just stay down?" you might be wondering. Because I got the same good sportsmanship lessons as they had, and I knew how losers were treated. I was afraid they'd kick and stomp me to death, if I stayed down. It wasn't the first time I'd been a loser; I was used to being screaming at, having things thrown at me, or being hit, but it was the first time I was honestly afraid I'd be murdered. So sure, I had blood and tears pouring down my face, and I couldn't see straight or get my legs to work right, but I kept trying to stand up anyway. Because losers are less than nothing.
I never saw a participation trophy, but it wasn't long after that that the migraines started. I started missing a ton of school. I never voluntarily played football, or any sport, again after that. I refused to participate in PE. There was a time when I'd kind of enjoyed/wasn't terrible at soccer and field hockey, but after that? After I knew what happens to losers? No way.
That's what I learned from people Pirro's age a quarter of a century ago, who were already talking about how participation trophies would turn us all into weak losers. I learned to "toughen up," and never trust anyone. I learned never to be a loser, or let yourself be vulnerable. I learned that if you can't be perfect, you shouldn't try at all. I learned that if you fail, you'd better be ready to be ready to fight for your life.
I learned fear. I learned violence. I learned cruelty. All in the name of good sportsmanship. The only thing that surprises me about violence after sportsball games is that they don't end in total bloodbaths every single time.
Sorry for the rant, but the "participation trophy" crowd triggers the fuck out of me.
Judge Boxwine seemed to be blaming the murderee for his fate because his team lost and insinuates that he started the fight. The victim was a New England fan and his team did, in fact, lose the game. But instead of having any sympathy for the victim and his family Boxwine goes into a typical Fuct News rant designed to scare the old, fearful, ignorant, white folks that think Boxxy is a political genius. Too bad for her that the perp in this case is a white dude. Then she could have used another well-worn scare tactic that Fuct loves.
Ms. AIB has done a version of that song dressed as a nun. She ran into John Kander (whom she knows) and told him about it. He came to her table as he was walking out and said her story reminded him that the original line was “and now Father Murphy got mugged after Mass,” but they cut it In Philadelphia. He said he gave the line to her, which she has used ever since.
Boxwine hates participation trophies, yet it was her generation that DEMANDED every one of their precious little shitbird crotchfruits gets a teeny tiny trophy, even if their team lost and all the kid did was sit on the bench.
How do I know?
Because my idiot brother played little league for YEARS starting in about 1990, and every year at the league pizza party, every kid got at least a three-inch plastic trophy. The ONE YEAR they only gave trophies to the first- and second-place teams, a whole lot of parents had shit-fits.
So if participation trophies are the cause of murder, Judge Boxwine, then YOU are the cause of the cause.
This. It was white suburban GOP moms that invented participation trophies because they paid $50-75 for their kid to play and they expected to get something more than a T-shirt with a number on the back.
I seem to remember hearing about sports riots my entire life, and I was born long before "participation trophies" were a thing. A quick search shows that they have indeed been happening for a very long time, with the first (and largest) recorded sports riot occurring in Constantinople in 532 with approximately 30,000 killed.
Wait, the guy who got punched dead was a fan of the losing team, so doesn't that kind of negate her whole theory...oh, I know, don't overthink it.
You know who never wanted a participation trophy? Us. Gen X and older Millennials. We threw them away, when we moved away from home. They were forced on us by our spoiled as fuck boomer parents, who got spoiled by their parents, who over corrected for their WW1, Spanish flu pandemic, and WW2 trauma
"That when you lose, you have to be polite."
does she not know who her viewers are? or what channel she is on? has she never ever met a single modern conservative in her life? did someone spike her wine with bizarro-juice?
Only liberals and leftists lose. And when we do, we need to be polite to our conservative masters. When it appears conservatives have lost, we leftists are just confused, and we need to continue to be polite and accept our defeat.
Ah, but you see, they didn't *lose* --they were *robbed*! We *cheated*! Therefore they were perfectly justified in throwing their little tantrum. It's unpossible they could ever lose, because they've been told their whole lives that *every*one thinks like they do, it's just that most of us are too cowed by Woke Antifa Mobs to actually come out and say it.
Additional to my comment a few minutes ago: on the topic of chaos and anarchy, I walked up Eighth Avenue this evening, from 41st to 46th Street, and it was chaos and anarchy. Granted, people were hurrying to the theater, but whole blocks of pedestrian walkways have been taken over by electric bike/motorcycle messengers (and their families), forcing pedestrians to fight for sidewalk space. Cellphone texting has reduced attention to what’s in front of people around you and there are more high-speed body-on-body near collisions. I deplore it and love it.
I hate that false participation trophy bullshit. There is a very structured process for developing young athletic talent into college scholarships and pro sports. They don’t give scholarships and contracts to losers. If young kids can be encouraged to stay in sports with participation trophies, that’s a good thing. Some will get better and others will quit but with luck most will remember the experience as positive.
I'm way more liberal now, in my early 50's, than I ever was as a 20-something
Same for me, I've shifted hard left from my 20s to my 40s.
Weaving a dozen unrelated anecdotes into a convoluted monologue, repeatedly using the linkage “It’s like…” when one event bears no relation to the next is peak boxwine & earns her a small fortune.
Civility? Sounds woke
Being a Millennial, I grew up in peak participation-trophy time (by which I mean I grew up in peak adults-whining-that-kids-will-be-ruined-by-participation-trophies time). We got all the talks about "good sportsmanship," too, but you know what we were actually taught?
We were taught that losers are less than nothing. We were taught to win at any cost. We were taught that, if you're the weak link on the team that makes the team lose, then the team should abuse you until you're gone. And if you happen to be on the team against your will, not allowed to quit, they should abuse you anyway, because you'll either magically get better or have a total breakdown and cease to be the team's problem anymore.
Take football, for example. I was terrible at football. Couldn't catch to save my life. My "friends" noticed that, and started aiming for my groin. They got me good one time, and I went down in quite a lot of pain. When I tried to stand up, they spiked the off the back of my head. BAM went the ball, and BAM went my face into the turf. My friends, having taken the good sportsmanship lessons we'd had since kindergarten to heart, thought this was all very funny. So they did it again, and again, and again, every time I tried to stand up.
"Why didn't you just stay down?" you might be wondering. Because I got the same good sportsmanship lessons as they had, and I knew how losers were treated. I was afraid they'd kick and stomp me to death, if I stayed down. It wasn't the first time I'd been a loser; I was used to being screaming at, having things thrown at me, or being hit, but it was the first time I was honestly afraid I'd be murdered. So sure, I had blood and tears pouring down my face, and I couldn't see straight or get my legs to work right, but I kept trying to stand up anyway. Because losers are less than nothing.
I never saw a participation trophy, but it wasn't long after that that the migraines started. I started missing a ton of school. I never voluntarily played football, or any sport, again after that. I refused to participate in PE. There was a time when I'd kind of enjoyed/wasn't terrible at soccer and field hockey, but after that? After I knew what happens to losers? No way.
That's what I learned from people Pirro's age a quarter of a century ago, who were already talking about how participation trophies would turn us all into weak losers. I learned to "toughen up," and never trust anyone. I learned never to be a loser, or let yourself be vulnerable. I learned that if you can't be perfect, you shouldn't try at all. I learned that if you fail, you'd better be ready to be ready to fight for your life.
I learned fear. I learned violence. I learned cruelty. All in the name of good sportsmanship. The only thing that surprises me about violence after sportsball games is that they don't end in total bloodbaths every single time.
Sorry for the rant, but the "participation trophy" crowd triggers the fuck out of me.
Word.
She is the essence of entitled Karenism:
"I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO A MANAGER to complain about participation trophies!"
Judge Boxwine seemed to be blaming the murderee for his fate because his team lost and insinuates that he started the fight. The victim was a New England fan and his team did, in fact, lose the game. But instead of having any sympathy for the victim and his family Boxwine goes into a typical Fuct News rant designed to scare the old, fearful, ignorant, white folks that think Boxxy is a political genius. Too bad for her that the perp in this case is a white dude. Then she could have used another well-worn scare tactic that Fuct loves.
"We are in a world where there is a lack of civility" 'Cause the party of PAB knows about civility.
Whatever happened to class? (link is to song 'Class' from musical Chicago) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PC63OM5i6d8
ETA: "Now no one even says 'oops' when they're passing their gas"
Ms. AIB has done a version of that song dressed as a nun. She ran into John Kander (whom she knows) and told him about it. He came to her table as he was walking out and said her story reminded him that the original line was “and now Father Murphy got mugged after Mass,” but they cut it In Philadelphia. He said he gave the line to her, which she has used ever since.
What a great story
Speaking of losers, someone remind me I need to redeem my tickets for the Mets game next week when I get home tonight.
Good citizen check-in: did you redeem your tickets last night?
I did; thank you!
From the party of table-flippers cuz I never get the good cardz.
Boxwine hates participation trophies, yet it was her generation that DEMANDED every one of their precious little shitbird crotchfruits gets a teeny tiny trophy, even if their team lost and all the kid did was sit on the bench.
How do I know?
Because my idiot brother played little league for YEARS starting in about 1990, and every year at the league pizza party, every kid got at least a three-inch plastic trophy. The ONE YEAR they only gave trophies to the first- and second-place teams, a whole lot of parents had shit-fits.
So if participation trophies are the cause of murder, Judge Boxwine, then YOU are the cause of the cause.
This. It was white suburban GOP moms that invented participation trophies because they paid $50-75 for their kid to play and they expected to get something more than a T-shirt with a number on the back.