Ok seriously, when are these spinmeister,
do-gooder, hypocrites that infest our post high school "processin’ units", AKA - colleges, gonna fess up to the truth and stop pissin' down our
legs and tellin' us it's rainin'? Come on Pinheads, the jig is up! We're witnessin'
what's goin' on with both lyin' eyes and, I'm ashamed and embarrassed to
say, my alma mater, of all places, is first in line at the urinal!!
The supposed saintly, beyond reproach, pure as the wind-driven snow University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill’s been caught cheatin’, and for the last 20+ years so it seems!! They, UNC, actually hired a former federal prosecutor named Wainstein (sp) to investigate themselves to determine whether or not they'd been offerin’ up illegitimate classes to their students, especially the ones that participate in those revenue positive sports. So the folks in charge of the school don’t know (or don’t want to know) they’ve been butt diddlin’ the system?? Great Caesar's Ghost!! “Lack of Institutional Control” penalty here we come! Hell, this is so bad the NCAA Nazis may create another, more severe punishment category they call “Lack of Institutional Concern” penalty or “Disdainfully Shittin’ the System” penalty or maybe just “WTF Do Ya Think You’re Doin’?" penalty!!
UNC’s predicament feels eerily
similar to the one in which the Reverend Robert Dimmesdale found himself in the
novel, The Scarlet Letter. He's
the dude who committed adultery with, and impregnated, one of his flock, Mrs. Hester
Prynne, then let her go to prison for 7 years (since she wouldn't kiss and
tell, 'specially ‘bout a man of the cloth). She also got paraded through town
wearin' a big, red "A" to
make sure everyone knew she was an A-dulteress.
Hester's husband finally came home from a long road trip and figgered out the
good pastor was knockin' boots with his old lady. But even when
confronted Ol' Reverend Bob didn't wanna fess up. He finally did and there was a helluva
public show about it. Can you stretch yer e-mage-uh-na-shun enough to see the
parallel I'm tryin' to draw between the NCAA cheats and the "pure" Reverend bullshittin’ people fer 7 years then
gettin’ found out and publicly humiliated? Hell, I didn't think anyone could see
somethin’ like this comin’ but Nate Hawthorne called it back in 1850!
So now the first layer of
this massive hypocrisy is bein’ shucked like corn right before God and everybody else...and who knew…..
.....wait for it.......
…….here it comes…..
IT’S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY!!
Hard to believe, idn’t
it? Who woulda thunk it was about the jing after all the proselytizin' and hand wringin’ that’s been goin'
on in our University systems 'bout figgerin’ the best way to educate these
poor, underprivileged, "Student-Athletes"? And now we find out all
that stewin' was more 'bout how to keep'em eligible for 4 years (under rules they
set up for themselves to follow!) so they can keep cashin' checks every football Saturday
...and now we know they’re so incompetent they can't even bullshit themselves!!
Funny?!?
If the problems weren't so
much deeper it'd be damn funny. But no, this is way worse than just a few
nincompoops at a wannabe competitive University tryin' to upperdeck their own
system. This is 'bout the absence of honesty and priorities of the entire
University system, their athletic programs, and the ineptitude of the entire
United States edgu-ma-kashun system!
That's right, the whole damn
things rotten to the core. That's what you get when you let the gub'ment start
runnin' shit. Arrogance, incompetence, overspendin', inefficiency, and any
other impugnin' adjectives you wanna throw in (those were adjectives, weren't
they? And I believe I remember somethin' 'bout not endin' a sentence with an
adverb too but I still got my 16 years of satisfactory schoolin' with the
documents to prove it. Albeit from a cheatin', lyin' buncha sumbitches. Now that I think about it, maybe my sheepskin ain't worth the sheep's skin it's printed on?!?).
I’m sure at one time, before
football was the cash cow it is now, universities truly wanted to field an
athletic program with athletes who were competent enough in the classroom
to qualify for admission just like every other Richard Cranium applicant. And there my friends,
lies the true crux of the problem. I don’t hear too many
discussions on yer Sports Centers or in yer NCAA Committee meetins ‘bout how
admission standards for a dude that can block, tackle, run, or catch are
ignored like a white crayon.
Not all, but a damn lotta
these guys totin’ the mail fer these schools couldn’t get admitted if they
showed up with a tow sack full of bribe money and a hand-written reference from the POTUS. Ya see, they still got this high school GPA and college
entrance exam score problem keepin' a man down. Seriously, if an admissions officer got
one of these applications in the mail it’d be the first one in shitter after they passed it around to give everyone a good chuckle!
So these pompous pretenders
that run the universities are tellin’ us they wanna educate these kids that
can’t even read at a middle school level (refer to UNC whistleblower, Mary Willingham's comments about the readin' proficiency of some of these Gen-E-I)? Who are they kiddin’? And by the way,
what does this say about our elementary thru high school programs that allow a kid
that can’t perform at a minimum required level not only to pass from grade to
grade but cross the stage to get handed the prerequisite diploma needed to
enroll in a college for which he/she is ill prepared? Can you say, “primed for
failure”? And now the college has to hide the fact their annuity… I mean
athlete…I mean student-athlete...or whoever... can’t do the class work to stay eligible to help the team
generate more wampum and publicity than the next 100 school fundraisin' scams …COMBINED!!!
Hell, just go ahead and pay’em. Each school should just sponsor a team, make the players employees, not students, and be done
with all the BS’n ‘bout schoolin’em. The 2-3% of’em that go to the NFL’ll be
set for life (or at least the next 5 years before they piss/snort/smoke it all away) and
the rest of’em’ll get an extra 4 or 5 years to play ball before they start
hackin’ lumber or catchin’ the backend of a drum sander fer a livin’ at the saw mill. This’d be a
breath of fresh, honest air in this pig sty that’s evolved as the NCAA.
